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I understand as I did back then that none of us really wants to be known, to be exposed, to be found out. We want to keep part of ourselves—the sources of our deepest vulnerabilities—hidden, both to ourselves and to others. And yet sometimes, despite our best efforts, our hearts peek out, and we want to sneak off and sit with our heads in our hands and softly let the words ‘oh boy’ exhale out of our mouths.

— Philip Seymour Hoffman on the opening line of Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman, which appears not in the dialogue itself, but as a “perhaps” in the stage directions: “Oh boy.” This from Hoffman’s wonderful foreword to A View from the Bridge.  (via classicpenguin)

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Wolf Like Me | Lera Lynn (TV on the Radio Cover)

Dream me, oh dreamer
Down to the floor
Open my hands and let them
Weave onto yours

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defjamblr:

Kanye West “Runaway” Dancers Flash Mob on Virgin Airlines Flight.

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theparisreview:

INTERVIEWER

How can a young poet know if his work is really worthwhile?

DICKEY

You never know that. I don’t know it; Robert Lowell doesn’t know it; John Berryman didn’t know it; and Shakespeare probably didn’t know it. There’s never any final certainty about what you do. Your opinion of your own work fluctuates wildly. Under the right circumstances you can pick up something that you’ve written and approve of it; you’ll think it’s good and that nobody could have done exactly the same thing. Under different circumstances, you’ll look at exactly the same poem and say, “My Lord, isn’t that boring.” The most important thing is to be excited about what you are doing and to be working on something that you think will be the greatest thing that ever was.

James Dickey, The Art of Poetry No. 20

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She stuck a bookmark
in my heart
and walked away.

— Saul Williams, from “She” (via silentnostalgia)

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There was no “golden era” of anything, no such thing as the “good old days” because even then there was racism, rape and corruption everywhere. Maybe it’s time to rebel! Rebellion? You mean that neurotic posturing you do before apathy sets in and The Simpsons come on? Virtue is a marathon. You’re tired.

— Henry Rollins (via nathanielstuart)

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actegratuit:

New York cinemagraphs by Jamie Beck & Kevin Burg

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watanafghanistan:

Afghan school girls.

These days, it takes more than textbooks and pencils to be a schoolgirl in Afghanistan—it also takes tremendous bravery and tenacity. Since the ousting of the Taliban in 2001, Afghan girls are theoretically free to attend school. But they are stymied at almost every turn by vicious militant attacks, a lack of adequate facilities and teachers, and even their own parents’ reluctance to break from the tradition that says “girls belong at home.”

The first challenge for girls’ education in Afghanistan is cultural barriers,” said Fazlul Haque, UNICEF Chief of Education for Afghanistan.

The way forward for girls is not easy—extremists in Afghanistan are doing their best to terrorize them out of going to school. In 2008 alone, there were 283 violent attacks on schools, resulting in 92 dead and 169 injured. Despite the obstacles and threats, Afghan girls are hungrier than ever for education. “Over 2.2 million girls are now in school,” said Fazlul Haque, “and we expect a 20 percent increase in primary school enrollment for girls by 2013, with help from UNICEF education programs.”

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