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I was left alone to battle with the world as best I might. The struggles which it cost me to succeed in life were sometimes very trying; nor have they ended yet. But I have always turned a bold front to fortune
-Mary Seacole, Wonderful Adventures of Mrs. Seacole in Many Lands
-Mary Seacole, Wonderful Adventures of Mrs. Seacole in Many Lands
March 23, 2025 at 4:42 AM
I was left alone to battle with the world as best I might. The struggles which it cost me to succeed in life were sometimes very trying; nor have they ended yet. But I have always turned a bold front to fortune
-Mary Seacole, Wonderful Adventures of Mrs. Seacole in Many Lands
-Mary Seacole, Wonderful Adventures of Mrs. Seacole in Many Lands
I first heard Personville called Poisonville by a red-haired mucker named Hickey Dewey in the Big Ship in Butte...Later I heard men who could manage their r’s give it the same pronunciation...A few years later I went to Personville and learned better.
Dashiell Hammett, Red Harvest
Dashiell Hammett, Red Harvest
March 21, 2025 at 11:53 PM
I first heard Personville called Poisonville by a red-haired mucker named Hickey Dewey in the Big Ship in Butte...Later I heard men who could manage their r’s give it the same pronunciation...A few years later I went to Personville and learned better.
Dashiell Hammett, Red Harvest
Dashiell Hammett, Red Harvest
There's a tree that grows in Brooklyn.
...No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky. It grows lushly...survives without sun, water...It would be considered beautiful except that there are too many of it.
Betty Smith, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn
...No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky. It grows lushly...survives without sun, water...It would be considered beautiful except that there are too many of it.
Betty Smith, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn
March 21, 2025 at 11:46 PM
There's a tree that grows in Brooklyn.
...No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky. It grows lushly...survives without sun, water...It would be considered beautiful except that there are too many of it.
Betty Smith, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn
...No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky. It grows lushly...survives without sun, water...It would be considered beautiful except that there are too many of it.
Betty Smith, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
March 1, 2025 at 12:58 AM
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
The King of Elfland's Daughter by Lord Dunsany
February 28, 2025 at 3:29 AM
The King of Elfland's Daughter by Lord Dunsany
February 19, 2025 at 8:05 AM
During the winter of 1927–28 officials of the Federal government made a strange and secret investigation...in the ancient Massachusetts seaport of Innsmouth...when a vast series of raids...followed by the deliberate burning and dynamiting...of crumbling, worm-eaten, and supposedly empty houses...
February 17, 2025 at 6:25 PM
During the winter of 1927–28 officials of the Federal government made a strange and secret investigation...in the ancient Massachusetts seaport of Innsmouth...when a vast series of raids...followed by the deliberate burning and dynamiting...of crumbling, worm-eaten, and supposedly empty houses...
Oh! guard the marvels I relate
Of fell ambition scourg’d by fate,
From reason’s peevish blame.
Blest with thy smile, my dauntless sail
I dare expand to Fancy’s gale,
For sure thy smiles are Fame.
-Horace Walpole, The Castle of Otranto
SONNET TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY MARY
COKE
Of fell ambition scourg’d by fate,
From reason’s peevish blame.
Blest with thy smile, my dauntless sail
I dare expand to Fancy’s gale,
For sure thy smiles are Fame.
-Horace Walpole, The Castle of Otranto
SONNET TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY MARY
COKE
February 17, 2025 at 5:20 PM
Oh! guard the marvels I relate
Of fell ambition scourg’d by fate,
From reason’s peevish blame.
Blest with thy smile, my dauntless sail
I dare expand to Fancy’s gale,
For sure thy smiles are Fame.
-Horace Walpole, The Castle of Otranto
SONNET TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY MARY
COKE
Of fell ambition scourg’d by fate,
From reason’s peevish blame.
Blest with thy smile, my dauntless sail
I dare expand to Fancy’s gale,
For sure thy smiles are Fame.
-Horace Walpole, The Castle of Otranto
SONNET TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY MARY
COKE
Usher’s Apple Music Super Bowl Halftime Show
YouTube video by NFL
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February 10, 2025 at 1:53 AM
The Big Game XXIX - Bugs Vs Daffy (2001)
YouTube video by Ryan Towle
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February 10, 2025 at 12:35 AM