omg yes bring it on.
[via The Design Sponge]
Friday, 30 December 2011
Tuesday, 27 December 2011
Saturday, 24 December 2011
Tuesday, 20 December 2011
"apparently Lego are launching 'a product line for girls'. Silly me, I thought they already had a product line girls played with. It's called Lego."
We used to linger a long while over our coffee in that sunny corner. Lena was never so pretty as in the morning; she wakened fresh with the world every day, and her eyes had a deeper colour then, like the blue flowers that are never so blue as when they first open. I could sit idle all through a Sunday morning and look at her. Ole Benson's behaviour was now no mystery to me.
'There was never any harm in Ole,' she said once. `People needn't have troubled themselves. He just liked to come over and sit on the drawside and forget about his bad luck. I liked to have him. Any company's welcome when you're off with cattle all the time.'
'But wasn't he always glum?' I asked. 'People said he never talked at all.'
'Sure he talked, in Norwegian. He'd been a sailor on an English boat and had seen lots of queer places. He had wonderful tattoos. We used to sit and look at them for hours; there wasn't much to look at out there. He was like a picture book. He had a ship and a strawberry girl on one arm, and on the other a girl standing before a little house, with a fence and gate and all, waiting for her sweetheart. Farther up his arm, her sailor had come back and was kissing her. "The Sailor's Return," he called it.'
- by Willa Cather
Thursday, 15 December 2011
In some ways, not as you'd expect, or I'd expect you to understand.
I showed you the envelope and when you were done and I took it away you said I'm sorry and held me simply. That again, from you and others, does just that.
Getting inked and pierced? So long as it does me good.
Nothing lasts forever, or is right always.
Monday, 12 December 2011
2011.12.10 01:52 am
晚餐——鼎泰豐（信義路二段一九四號。近永康街）。點小籠包、鮮魚蒸餃、煎餃。涼菜點泡菜、醬燒苦瓜、烤麩。麵則「紅牛湯麵」，主要嘗它紅燒的湯滋味，是六十年代我高中時台北紅燒牛肉湯之早年標準版。飯則蝦仁蛋炒飯。甜點或豆沙小包或赤豆鬆糕或千層糕，樣樣皆好。吃完，可細逛永康街。昨日若只去了冶堂，今日不妨再去Truffe One（永康街四十五之一號）吃它一顆柑橘巧克力。 永康街的店景與人景，皆是台北最雅緻的風景，處處透出歡樂，若遊人離台前能匆匆獲得一瞥，則最能懷念不捨也。
Saturday, 10 December 2011
That at the whisper of Love's name,
Or Beauty's, presto! up you raise
Your angry head and stand at gaze?
Poor bombard-captain, sworn to reach
The ravelin and effect a breach--
Indifferent what you storm or why,
So be that in the breach you die!
Love may be blind, but Love at least
Knows what is man and what mere beast;
Or Beauty wayward, but requires
More delicacy from her squires.
Tell me, my witless, whose one boast
Could be your staunchness at the post,
When were you made a man of parts
To think fine and profess the arts?
Will many-gifted Beauty come
Bowing to your bald rule of thumb,
Or Love swear loyalty to your crown?
Be gone, have done! Down, wanton, down!
- Robert Graves
Friday, 9 December 2011
Thursday, 8 December 2011
Q: Do you actually want this to work out?
A: No, I want nothing more than for my relationships to burn to the ground.
... and you call me dumb.
Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Yes, love, you have been lucky
Monday, 5 December 2011
Friday, 2 December 2011
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of th purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.
The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.
- Christopher Marlowe
Thursday, 1 December 2011
As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy ;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
- John Donne