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What Joy

There was a show on PBS a few weeks ago, a documentary of sorts about a French photographer and experimental filmmaker, made by herself, or so I gathered, and she had this interesting life with tangential contact with those more famous, as these things usually go. I missed the beginning, and it was all in [...]
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Habituated to the Vast

“I remember, that at eight years old I walked with him one evening from a farmer’s house, a mile from Ottery — & he told me the names of the stars — and how Jupiter was a thousand times larger than our world — and that the other twinkling stars were Suns that had worlds [...]
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The Disease of Nostalgia

“The greatest part of them were now pretty far gone with the longing for home which the Physicians have gone so far as to esteem a disease under the name of Nostalgia; indeed I can find hardly any body in the ship clear of its effects but the Captn Dr Solander and myself, indeed we [...]
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Secrets of the Tower, No. 7

I love boxed sets.
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Secrets of the Tower, No. 6

I wish I could hear writers talk about writing the way dancers talk about dancing. Photo: Barry Goyette, Wikipedia
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