Across the desolation lay supreme indifference, the casualness of night and another day, and yet the secret intimacy of those hills, their silent consoling wonder, made death a thing of no importance. You could die, but the desert would hold your secret death, it would remain after you, to cover your memory with ageless wind and heat and cold. (John Fante)
(Auden's Romanticism chart from Swarthmore College)
Hubble (November 20, 1889 - September 28, 1953)
The theatre is truly a lonely place. 
There is nothing that speaks more truth than silence.
Sometimes the best way of arriving at somewhere new is by abandoning a sense of direction.
The key to life is in the door. 
God is the light bulb, and I am merely the switch.
One should never identify with anything other than one's self.
Strange is the realization upon first waking that the room in which you have slept is completely in tact, exactly as it was left the night before, though such theatrical occurrences could be sworn to have taken place.
A sincere ignorance of fashion keeps one fashionable.
Before there was language, there was art.
The constant collision of the heart and the mind derails ones pursuit for rationalization. 
Literature is not only in the hands of famous writers.
We are bound by nothing other than the limitations of our own imagination.
More often than not, it is those who must speak that have the least to say.
Fishing is the art of understanding the link between whatever it is that makes things move and the proportional causes that make things stay still.
Tomorrow is today.
When Dearly Beloved hit the stage Saturday August 7th at Lee's Palace in Toronto, it was clear they were "here to fuck shit up". For a good half hour, they poured their guts out all over that stage, delivering a heavy slew of raw power rock n' roll songs from their recently released album, Make It Bleed. These guys don't slow down for a second, and certainly intensified the atmosphere, getting the crowd moving and pumped up for headliner Juliette Lewis, who they are currently on tour with. This is one hard working band that love to play - surely a band to be on any rock music lover's radar. Check em out at:
It is here, in the fogginess between deep slumber and wakefulness that the ambiguity lies. Becoming increasingly lucid, I redevelop my surroundings and recollect myself, instinctively abandoning what residue is left of my preceding dreamscape. The first naked strokes of light break through and turn on another day. No surprises, nothing to be revealed.
Cashing cheques and breaking necks
