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Art is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste. It’s what everything else isn’t. — Theodore Roethke

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Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest 2004 Results She resolved to end the love affair with Ramon tonight . . . summarily, like Martha Stewart ripping the sand vein out of a shrimp’s tail . . . though the term “love affair” now struck her as a ridiculous euphemism . . . not unlike “sand vein,” which is Continue reading qotd

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I require only three things of a man. He must be handsome, ruthless, and stupid. — Dorothy Parker

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When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never. — Antoine de Continue reading qotd