the express

Saturday, June 28, 2008


Train ride from Pzszemesl (I don't even know if I'm spelling that right. Crazy Polish) to Krakow (which is pronounced, turns out, "krakuv"!!!)

Posted by milkwood at 7:34 AM

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confusion, causes célèbres, and spinning apologia

To be nothing in the self-effacement of humility, yet, for the sake of the task, to embody its whole weight and importance in your bearing, as the one who has been called to undertake it. To give to people, works, poetry, art, what the self can contribute, and to take, simply and freely, what belongs to it by reason of its identity. Praise and blame, the winds of success and adversity, blow over such a life without leaving a trace or upsetting its balance. 
Towards this, so help me, God--
[Dag Hammarskjold]
if my thought-dreams could be seen, they'd probably put my head in a guillotine. 
but it's alright, ma, it's life and life only...

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