January 2012
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September 2011
4 posts
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August 2011
9 posts
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Sonnet 90 by William Shakespeare →
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do not drop in for an after-loss. Ah, do not, when my heart hath ‘scaped this sorrow, Come in the rearward of a conquered woe; Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, To linger out a purposed overthrow. If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, When other...
July 2011
19 posts
“When I’m working on a problem, I never think about beauty. I think only how to...”
– R. Buckminster Fuller (via livejamie)
June 2011
6 posts
May 2011
21 posts
phases of the moon
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