April 2012
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What is sleep?
I don’t remember.
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All words! Whatever words come to me,
and even as they come, I’ll fling...
– Act III Scene VI. Cyrano de Bergerac
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Remember me when you are at the beach
and above all when you paint crackling...
– (Lorca to Dalí, July 1927)
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When a man walks into a room, he brings his whole life with him. He has a...
– Don Draper Mad Men ‘The Summer Man’.
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I’ve stayed in the front yard all my life.
I want a peek at the back...
– A song in the front yard Gwendolyn Brooks
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How can I tell, if your voice is lovely.
I just know this, that it penetrates...
– How can I tell… Poem by Karin Boye