I am convinced that the most raging material appetites express themselves unwittingly in outbursts of idealism, just as the most obscene carnal expressions are engendered by pure desire for the impossible, ethereal aspiration toward supreme bliss.
It is our business & yours to create an issue; and if you consider your feelings or ours in the matter you are simply unfit for public life and will be crushed like a trodden daisy.
I’ve long felt that reality is so strange that realism really isn’t up to the task of adequately presenting it. The world is a whole lot more horrible than I imagined as a child. But it is also considerably funnier. I try to make do with that…
In this letter Frederico García Lorca addresses Jorge Guillén, fellow poet and member of the Generation of ’27. “Solitude,” excerpted below, took a long time to reach the public’s eye. It would come to fruition only when García Lorca visited … Continued
1. When you are coming.
2. How much you are willing to pay (per week) for board and lodging.
3. Whether you wish lodgings, or as I strongly advise, two bedrooms and a sitting room in a hotel.
A: The smell of blood was in the air, and there were lots of people crying…
B: It’s an issue for sure…
A: I was forced to yell. The world cannot just allow this to happen. I had no other weapon to resort to, no other means to resort to, but to speak publicly and get attention that way.
B: You, sir, were not even truthy.
…and the Negro question, I am convinced, will become a more and more prominent subject of discussion until there is a radical departure at the South in the right direction.
My wife says she would much rather go out and meet disaster, than to have it sneak up on her. The attacking force has the advantage. I feel the same way. We’ll get in the car and drive until we can’t buy gasoline any more.
I had a lot of fun tonight making out my Income Tax report for the past year. My earnings amounted to $1,002.55. My exemption was $1,000. Therefore the tax was computed on $2.55…
Like all egotists, I shall console myself with what I may call, if I please, the suffrages of the chosen few, who can think and feel, or of those friends whose personal partialities may blind them to all defects. I mean to subjoin copious philosophical notes…
