“I’ve heard of many chocoholics, but I ain’t never seen no “chocohol”. We got an epidemic, people: people who like chocolate but don’t understand word endings. They’re probably “over-workaholled”.”—Demetri Martin (via punchlines)
“There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.”—Song of Myself - Walt Whitman
“Dad, on Child-rearing: ‘There’s no education superior to travel. Think of The Motorcycle Diaries, or what Montrose St. Millet wrote in Ages of Exploration: ‘To be still is to be stupid. To be stupid is to die.’ And so we shall live. Every Betsy sitting next to you in a classroom will only know Maple Street on which sits her boxy white house, inside of which whimper her boxy white parents. After your travels, you’ll know Maple Street, sure, but also wilderness and ruins, carnivals and the moon. You’ll know the man sitting on an apple crate outside a gas station in Cheerless, Texas, who lost his legs in Vietnam, the woman in the tollbooth outside Dismal, Delaware, in possession of six children, a husband with black lung but no teeth. When a teacher asks the class to interpret Paradise Lost, no one will be able to grab your coattails, sweet, for you will be flying far, far out in front of them all. For them, you will be a speck somewhere on the horizon. And thus, when you’re ultimately set loose upon the world…’ He shrugged, his smile lazy as an old dog. ‘I suspect you’ll have no choice but to go down in history.”—Marisha Pessl - Special Topics in Calamity Physics
…Or is Valentine’s Day being extra-emphasized this year? Or am I just extra-sensitive to it? Or is it the phenomenon of being in a new place this year? The recession? What is it? Why do I see stupid little red hearts and pink balloons and horrible other items of this sacchrine holiday everywhere? And by everywhere, I mean everywhere. My room isn’t even safe because it’s all over the damn Internet.