#p98

[doa-sicko]

“To be fair, it’s pretty easy to get confused and think Joyce has a huge thing for Dorothy. Dial back, Joyce, dial back.”

Did they know? Did 2016 Willis know?

[leatherbounded]

The present was far too loud.

Becky Chambers, from To Be Taught, If Fortunate

[flowingrooted]

I am here alone for the first time in weeks, to take up my "real" life again at last. That is what is strange - that friends, even passionate love, are not my real life unless there is time alone in which to explore and to discover what is happening or has happened. Without the interruptions, nourishing and maddening, this life would become arid. Yet I taste it fully only when I am alone...

—May Sarton

[catfoxwolf]

Lost, p98.

A CatFoxWolf story.

Read from the beginning here or here

[leatherbounded]

Psychopathy or sadism never appeared from nowhere. It was not a virus, infecting someone out of the blue. It had a long prehistory in childhood.

Alex Michaelides, from The Maidens

[flowingrooted]

knowing summer and winter well but bound to neither of them

—W.S. Merwin, from "September's Child"

[nusumigaki]

お年寄りの会話は着地している感じがしません。ひとつのトピックをそれぞれにある「わたしの世界」に回収します。お互いに回収し合っているので話が噛み合わなくても誰もそのことに気が付いていない感じです。

[nusumigaki]

現在ロンドン警視庁がオンラインの児童ポルノの画像を摘発するのに用いているアルゴリズムは、今のところ、砂漠の画像でひどく混乱する。