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“A guy goes nuts if he ain’t got nobody. Don’t make no difference who the guy is, long’s he’s with you. I tell ya, I tell ya a guy gets too lonely and he gets sick.”</description><title>Life in Letters</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @abclifeinletters)</generator><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Growing up wasn’t so bad, as long as you did it with the right person."</title><description>“Growing up wasn’t so bad, as long as you did it with the right person.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Monica Alexander,&lt;em&gt; Searching for Neverland&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://simply-quotes.net/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;simply-quotes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50743596090</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50743596090</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 03:54:31 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"I want to force myself again and again to leave the warmth and security of static situations and..."</title><description>““I want to force myself again and again to leave the warmth and security of static situations and move into the world of growth and suffering where the real books are people’s minds and souls.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sylvia Plath (via &lt;a href="http://creatingaquietmind.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;creatingaquietmind&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50560888400</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50560888400</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 16:00:15 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>chloehenderson:

I’m happy this photo exists. 
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/60c1397fd6c1e8d851a2388fbbfe7f24/tumblr_mmjupoV6MF1rfq7i3o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://chloehenderson.tumblr.com/post/50036042189/im-happy-this-photo-exists" target="_blank"&gt;chloehenderson&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m happy this photo exists. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50557873365</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50557873365</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:56:08 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>
Hank Green
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0a313633d315450e816f9a6ae7f5be9d/tumblr_mmqwhgl9vd1qlccb8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hank Green&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50496742211</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50496742211</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 00:20:46 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"I began to face up to the fact that on that afternoon of 12th May I had achieved most of what I had..."</title><description>“I began to face up to the fact that on that afternoon of 12th May I had achieved most of what I had ever wanted to achieve in my life, and that I had no idea what to do with the rest of it. I was twenty-two, and the future suddenly looked blank and scary.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Nick Hornby, Fever Pitch&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50491882081</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50491882081</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 22:16:35 +1000</pubDate><category>fever pitch</category><category>nick hornby</category><category>twenty-two</category><category>scared</category><category>future</category></item><item><title>How do dykes form? Hehehehehe #volcano #dykes</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/975e3d36523bac2f75c4f61f3f4a8c6d/tumblr_mmu0sm50om1qgco25o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do dykes form? Hehehehehe #volcano #dykes&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50485967626</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50485967626</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 18:55:34 +1000</pubDate><category>volcano</category><category>dykes</category></item><item><title>wryer:

lonely heart (par gentle wolves)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/eb3ef1970580fd71cdf524389205ab62/tumblr_mheq0ymSDT1qlict8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://wryer.tumblr.com/post/47195794373/lonely-heart-par-gentle-wolves" target="_blank"&gt;wryer&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;lonely heart (par &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gentlewolves/8168786705/in/photostream" target="_blank"&gt;gentle wolves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50480683469</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50480683469</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 16:00:22 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>
If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like.  I had...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/814fae700d2fed2a71a83c326ff77e7b/tumblr_mlzhbud0Dq1qlccb8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like.  I had an old self that I killed. You can kill yourself too, but that doesn’t mean you got to stop living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; Vargus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Archie’s Final Project&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50411392782</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50411392782</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 20:00:40 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"When you truly start to care about someone you become vulnerable to all sorts of things."</title><description>“When you truly start to care about someone you become vulnerable to all sorts of things.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Neal Shusterman, &lt;em&gt;Bruiser&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://simply-quotes.net/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;simply-quotes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50404427494</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50404427494</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 16:00:26 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"They mean one thing to one person, another thing to another person; they are unintelligible to one..."</title><description>“They mean one thing to one person, another thing to another person; they are unintelligible to one generation, plain as a pikestaff to the next. And it is because of this complexity that they survive. Perhaps then one reason why we have no great poet, novelist or critic writing to-day is that we refuse words their liberty. We pin them down to one meaning, their useful meaning, the meaning which makes us catch the train, the meaning which makes us pass the examination. And when words are pinned down they fold their wings and die.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virginia Woolf&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/04/29/craftsmanship-virginia-woolf-speaks-1937/" target="_blank"&gt;on words&lt;/a&gt;. (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://exp.lore.com/" target="_blank"&gt;explore-blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50333104858</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50333104858</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 20:00:52 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"It seemed to a number of philosophers of language, myself included, that we should attempt to..."</title><description>“It seemed to a number of philosophers of language, myself included, that we should attempt to achieve a unification of Chomsky’s syntax, with the results of the researches that were going on in semantics and pragmatics. I believe that this effort has proven to be a failure. Though Chomsky did indeed revolutionize the subject of linguistics, it is not at all clear, at the end the century, what the solid results of this revolution are. As far as I can tell there is not a single rule of syntax that all, or even most, competent linguists are prepared to agree is a rule.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;John Searle (via &lt;a href="http://victoriousvocabulary.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;victoriousvocabulary&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50325799402</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50325799402</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 16:00:46 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"Good writers have two things in common: they would rather be understood than admired, and they do..."</title><description>“Good writers have two things in common: they would rather be understood than admired, and they do not write for hairsplitting and hypercritical readers.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche (via &lt;a href="http://writingquotes.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;writingquotes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50243061101</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50243061101</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 20:00:44 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"If there’s anything going on about time in my novels it’s really a spinoff of some other concern...."</title><description>“If there’s anything going on about time in my novels it’s really a spinoff of some other concern. Something to do with the fine print of consciousness itself. I mean, I’m interested in how to represent, obviously in a very stylized way, what it’s like to be thinking. Or what it’s like to be conscious, or sentient, or, fatally, only half-sentient. And how difficult it is to see Everything that’s going on and understand everything at one time and how much our recollections can play into what we accept as reality—how much perception is distorted by will. That’s something I find very interesting. The ways in which we convince ourselves, persuade ourselves of things, either to settle some notion of our own or an intellectual position.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.believermag.com/issues/200508/?read=interview_mcewan" target="_blank"&gt;Ian McEwan&lt;/a&gt; echoes what science has already told us about &lt;a href="http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/02/04/oliver-sacks-on-memory-and-plagiarism/" target="_blank"&gt;the fallibility of our memory&lt;/a&gt;.  (via &lt;a href="http://exp.lore.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;explore-blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50230997510</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50230997510</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 16:00:34 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>May to be read pile #tbr #books #may</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/24b42d8b24163dde1da6fbd45188078c/tumblr_mmn58qnrrx1qgco25o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;May to be read pile #tbr #books #may&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50172219879</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50172219879</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 01:48:26 +1000</pubDate><category>may</category><category>tbr</category><category>books</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/233bc803eb098538ddb90c5a6962e28c/tumblr_mm8tlcHyI41qf3zino1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50155717715</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50155717715</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 20:00:41 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"I don’t even know what I’m writing, I have no idea, I don’t know anything, and I’m not reading over..."</title><description>“I don’t even know what I’m writing, I have no idea, I don’t know anything, and I’m not reading over it, and I’m not correcting my style, and I’m writing just for the sake of writing, just for the sake of writing more to you… My precious, my darling, my dearest!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor Folk&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span&gt;Fyodor Dostoevsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://literarylust.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;literarylust&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50147623975</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50147623975</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 16:00:26 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>myampgoesto11:

Crocheted wire sculptures by Ruth Asawa
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5c2b107ebc13412598d7716f5b4de358/tumblr_mm2r5azRTW1r0i205o5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/259bdea35aee60a94f6e8b588deeaf0b/tumblr_mm2r5azRTW1r0i205o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d47266dec3039af6fefd782dc3e6cb23/tumblr_mm2r5azRTW1r0i205o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/0f1d8e6ad7be99ee1cb7738902d8b16e/tumblr_mm2r5azRTW1r0i205o4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9f5030dd747883f4da20e776c40fe893/tumblr_mm2r5azRTW1r0i205o6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cefd39cc108dd3a6da242e08148ec8ea/tumblr_mm2r5azRTW1r0i205o3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://myampgoesto11.tumblr.com/post/49262095846/crocheted-wire-sculptures-by-ruth-asawa" target="_blank"&gt;myampgoesto11&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crocheted wire sculptures by &lt;a href="http://www.ruthasawa.com" target="_blank"&gt;Ruth Asawa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50080255693</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50080255693</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 20:00:29 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"I don’t know about lying for novelists. I look at some of the great novelists, and I think the..."</title><description>““I don’t know about lying for novelists. I look at some of the great novelists, and I think the reason they are great is that they’re telling the truth. The fact is they’re using made-up names, made-up people, made-up places, and made-up times, but they’re telling the truth about the human being—what we are capable of, what makes us lose, laugh, weep, fall down, and gnash our teeth and wring our hands and kill each other and love each other.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/2279/the-art-of-fiction-no-119-maya-angelou" target="_blank"&gt;Maya Angelou&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://theparisreview.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;theparisreview&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50073274384</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50073274384</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 16:00:19 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>
“There’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a cloud in the...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3679a47d460f473cda60c2ace99b50d5/tumblr_mki2j8HWH91qmg7e5o1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;“T&lt;/span&gt;here’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a cloud in the sky and he keeps the bad dreams away. But he lost all his friends and now he is so very lonely.&lt;span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50072747199</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50072747199</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 15:47:18 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/929de57055965f8c0ace2657e5e86135/tumblr_mlfsmrstOl1s4anc7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50012386894</link><guid>http://abclifeinletters.tumblr.com/post/50012386894</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 00:03:58 +1000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
