Fevereiro 2012
5 postagens
The Dangerous Effects of Reading →
Janeiro 2012
28 postagens
L'Inconnue →
canadianteenwithablog:
In the late 1880s, the body of a 16-year-old girl was pulled from the Seine. She was apparently a suicide, as her body showed no marks of violence, but her beauty and her enigmatic smile led a Paris pathologist to order a plaster death mask of her face.
In the romantic atmosphere of fin de siècle Europe the girl’s face became an ideal of feminine beauty. The...
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...”
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The crowd dynamics of the city safari →
Então é por isto que eu me desincronizo com as pessoas da rua (nota mental: na Europa, contornar pela direita; na Ásia, pela esquerda).
Six months without an iPhone →
practicalopacity:
Perhaps you’ve had an experience like this. You own a car and typically do the driving. Then, for whatever reason, you spend a trip in the passenger seat and a route you’ve driven countless times looks different. No longer required to watch the road and the other motorists, you can look at passing houses and buildings, playgrounds, corner stores and more. You see things you...
Read One Book a Week →
It started in Belgium. One sizzling summer in a third-floor flat, my parents came strutting through the lounge to find their fat little fellow merrily leafing through a copy of War and Peace. I was two years old. Impressed? You shouldn’t be. To say that I had read and digested Tolstoy’s loathsome work at such an early age would be a half-truth, because the reality is this: I wasn’t reading it. I...
“I don’t think in terms of a male or a female point of view. I think in terms of...”
– Jeffrey Eugenides
Short guide to lazy EU journalism →
Como se faz jornalismo por esse mundo fora (e parece que particularmente em Portugal).
The Big Question: Why Are We Here? →
“Não sei se já alguém o disse, mas penso que é um grave risco voltar-se ao lugar...”
– Rodrigo Leal de Carvalho, in Revista Macau.
“Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither...”
– Chuang Chou (369 a.C. - 286 a.C.)
Correlation or Causation? →
Need to prove something you already believe? Statistics are easy: All you need are two graphs and a leading question
Dezembro 2011
31 postagens
The Lives They Loved →
We invited readers to contribute a photograph of someone close to them who died this year. Here are some that illustrate a story from their lives.
Last Notes →
The wild, sublime music that composers write on their deathbeds.
Handful of Suns
patrickrhone:
each morning I awake to the sound of the girl at the end of the hall
the sun is on she tells me though it’s not not this early or this late in the fall
she believes she sees light which is enough for me to rise and respond to her call
what matters more than sleep is these mornings while she is still so very small
in life with a child you have a handful ...
