[Z is for zenith, the ultimate influence.] It is the highest point in the sky directly overhead; it is what some hats point towards, yet what umbrellas deny; it is the eventual extreme of highest thoughts, and the divine refutation of earth and earthiness; it is the utmost point of contact with utmost otherness; it is the final resting place and ( Read more... )

You do not always know what I am feeling ( Read more... )

Homer shut his eyes and watched the women getting off the train. They always looked a little lost. He remembered them in the gaslit sleigh-their faces were especially vivid to him when the sled runners would cut through the snow and strike sparks against the ground; how the women had winced at that grating sound. And, briefly, when the town had ( Read more... )

“Even if we could turn back, we’d probably never end up where we started.”
-Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

From my new obsession, HBO's Bored to Death, which I'm going to talk about instead of True Blood. Last week True Blood made me sad and angry, and we're not on speaking terms quite yet ( Read more... )

If you ever try the Random Journal feature here on LJ, the majority of the journals it selects will be in Russian.

( Get up. )

I have sea foam in my veins,
I understand the language of waves.

-Le Testament d'Orphee

Then the grass by the mouth of the hole stopped waving, and Darzee said: “It’s all over with Rikki-Tikki! We must sing his death song. Valiant Rikki-Tikki is dead! For Nagaina will surely kill him underground ( Read more... )

I stopped writing for all of ten minutes and now seem to have lost the flow. Either that, or maybe I'm just more tired than I thought, because I have the strangest craving to read Harry Potter fic.

Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible supply of magic, capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it.--Albus Dumbledore

The whole mad swirl of everything that was to come began then; it would mix up all my friends and all I had left of my family in a big dust cloud over the American Night. Carlo told him of Old Bull Lee, Elmer Hassel on Riker’s Island, Jane wandering on Times Square in a Benzedrine hallucination, with her baby girl in her arms and ending up in ( Read more... )