Perplexities & Passages

A collection of thoughts and quotations that slant, bend, twist, provoke, perplex ... Topics range widely, focusing on health, information, librarianship, technology, ethics, advocacy, accessibility and more. Collected by Patricia F. Anderson.

Apr 22, 2012 4:39pm
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Nov 26, 2009 1:05pm
Seedlings not planted, / benched perennials withered. / Limit the lament. - @pfanderson (via haikuchallenge)
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Aug 28, 2008 6:14pm
it’s really masculine, phil
reading women like a book the way you do
seeing through their breasts
into that pea-sized death
every woman knows she owns from birth. - Kennedy, Terry. “For Hatfield, the Radiologist.” Her Soul Beneath the Bone, ed. Leatrice H. Lifshitz. Urbana: University of Illinois Press, (c)1988, p. 5.
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Aug 27, 2008 6:09pm
I set out the new shoes
for the morning. I work. Nothing
will come between me
and all that I love. I will never
be done with the sweeping up
of common things,
the straightening, the putting away. - Skipper, Louie. “Yes, Light.” The Fourth Watch of the Night. Davis, CA: Swan Scythe Press, (c)2001, p. 35.
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Aug 26, 2008 6:10am
“I don’t know. It’s just that I’ve got the early morning blues.”
unicornology:

scout:
(via smut-to-go)

“I don’t know. It’s just that I’ve got the early morning blues.”

unicornology:

scout:

(via smut-to-go)
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Aug 25, 2008 6:12am
Like a child constantly rebuilding the same Lego structure day after day, I have to use these blocks, these seconds and moments of unconditional love from throughout my life, every day, to remember that I am loved. - Roche, David. The Church of 80% Sincerity. “A Perigee Book.” NY: Penguin, 2008, p. 126.
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Aug 23, 2008 10:30pm
‘The angels,’ he said, ‘have no senses; their experience is purely intellectual and spiritual. That is why we know something about God which they don’t. There are particular aspects of His love and joy which can be communicated to a created being only by sensuous experience. Something of God which the Seraphim can never quite understand flows into us from the blue of the sky, the taste of honey, the delicious embrace of water whether cold or hot, and even from sleep itself. - Lewis, Clive Staples. C. S. Lewis on Joy. Nelson Publishers, 1998, p. 55.
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Aug 22, 2008 2:45pm
But still tomorrow
builds into my face
such island fortresses
of silence that words find
not a door to enter by. - Adonis [‘Ali Ahmad Sa’id]. “The Pages of Day and Night.” The Pages of Day and Night, trans. Samuel Hazo. Evanston, Illinois: Marlboro Press / Northwestern University Press, 1994, p. 11.
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Aug 21, 2008 2:43pm
Curiouser and Curiouser, from “Found Words”, by RosefireRising

Curiouser and Curiouser, from “Found Words”, by RosefireRising

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