February 2011
12 posts
Belle & Sebastian- Get Me Away from Here,...
January 2011
11 posts
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Once more into my arid days like dew, Like wind from an oasis, or the sound Of cold sweet water bubbling underground, A treacherous messenger, the thought of you Comes to destroy me; once more I renew Firm faith in your abundance, whom I found Long since to be but just one other mound Of sand, whereon no green thing ever grew. And once again, and wiser in no wise, I chase your colored phantom on...
“What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what...”
– Sonnet XLIII by Edna St. Vincent Millay
“I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the...”
– untitled poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
“My first extinction curve showed up by accident. A rat was pressing the lever...”
– -B.F. Skinner from The Shaping of a Behavioralist
Now, how cute is he?
“The [theory] may well not stand up to any final canons of scientific procedure. ...”
– -Edward Tolman from Principles of Purposive Behavior
I want to love what I do like this. I feel like I’m getting closer to something but it’s still vague to me. I had forgotten how much I love school. It feels good to be focused again.
“For the special thrilling quality of their friendship was in their complete...”
– Katherine Mansfield (Psychology) (via katherine-mansfield)