"Obviously, we knew the time was ripe for three middle aged dudes to play some old songs about teenage feelings, and stand around tuning guitars for a long time."
In 1912, you were in New York.
In 1912, at Easter, I was starving in New York, and had been for a number of months. From time to time I took a job, by force of necessity, but I didn’t keep it a week and if I could manage to get my pay sooner than that I quit sooner, impatient to get on with my sessions of reading at the central public library. My poverty was extreme and every day I looked worse: unshaven, trousers in corkscrews, shoes worn out, hair long, coat stained and faded and without buttons, no hat or tie, having sold them one day for a penny in order to buy a plug of the world’s worst chewing tobacco. Time passed. Came Easter. Easter Sunday the library was closed. In the evening I entered a Presbyterian church which was giving an oratorio, Haydn’s Creation, so said a lighted sign hung to the spire. In the church there was a scattered audience and, on a stage, fashionable young girls who played ancient instruments and sang divinely well. But a wretched bishop interrupted the oratorio every five minutes to preach I-know-not-what pious sanctimony and make an appeal to the good hearts of the faithful and, when the oratorio continued, another croaker of a preacher as tiresome as the first entered the stall where I had taken a place, and tried to convert me by surreptitious exhortation, all the time thumping my money pocket in an effort to draw out a dollar or two for expenses, shaking his leather money plate under my nose. Poor me! I left before the end and walked home to West Sixty-seventh Street where I was living, absolutely disgusted and dead beat. It could have been two or three o’clock in the morning. I gnawed a hunk of dry bread and drank a big glass of water. I went to bed. I went immediately to sleep. I woke up with a start. I began to write, to write. I went back to sleep. I woke up the second time with a start. I wrote until dawn and I went back to bed and back to sleep for good. I woke up at five o’clock that evening. I reread the thing. I had written Les Pâques à New-York.
The whole thing?
As it was published. There were three erasures.
From the Art of Fiction No. 38 with Blaise Cendrars.
"Moleskine is very good at telling stories. The question is whether people are interested in hearing this new one. The company’s revenue continues to grow each year. Customers remain willing to buy Moleskine notebooks. They are also willing to engage with the brand online—but only to a point."
"I wasn’t lucky enough to have ever found what I wanted to do. Don’t get me wrong— I did nicely. But I never found my passion."
"I dealt with people all my life, and now I’m burnt out. I just like to be alone. It’s more comfortable."
"Try to be original in your play and as clever as possible; but don’t be afraid to show yourself foolish; we must have freedom of thinking, and only he is an emancipated thinker who is not afraid to write foolish things."
"Le mari avait perdu son enthousiasme. Finalement, cette affaire l’attristait. Si en définitive ce libidineux ne pouvait se présenter à l’élection, il ne tirerait bientôt plus grande gloriole de l’amitié de son épouse pour sa femme. Une relation devenue ridicule, des dîners où les invités le regarderaient comme un spécimen et attendraient qu’il déboutonne sa veste pour deviner la protubérance sous l’étoffe du pantalon. Autant s’acoquiner avec un montreur d’ours dressé à manger à table avec une pelle à gâteau."
Russia & Putin
I developed a love-hate relationship with Economist Magazine, love this one.
Their artwork is not really smooth (too say the least) but hey, thats their visual language, they def wanna create something different each week!
Film archive British Pathé has released its entire collection to YouTube, making more than 85,000 rare 20th Century videos available to the public. History enthusiasts are now able to browse more than 3,500 hours of some of the most significant moments of the last century. Included in the vast release is unique footage of both World Wars, the Titantic, boxing legend Muhammed Ali and England’s glorious 1966 World Cup victory over Germany.
British Pathé says the films, which span from 1896 to 1976, cover every aspect of global culture and news. The archive’s general manager, Alastair White, told Sky News: “British Pathé is considered to be the finest news reel archive in the world. We decided to publish our entire archive to YouTube to ensure the maximum number of people can enjoy viewing British Pathé films.” The YouTube channel has been set up in collaboration with the German company Mediakraft Networks, an online television network.
Although the videos were previously available on the British Pathé website, it is the first time they have been made accessible for browsing and sharing. In a joint statement, British Pathé and Mediakraft said the project was set up to allow students, teachers and journalists to view, share and embed the high-resolution videos. It said the footage “paints vivid pictures of almost forgotten lifestyles, peculiar technical inventions and everyday life that British Pathé presented in newsreels, cinemagazines, and documentaries.” —British Pathé Publishes Archive On YouTube
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Jerry Seinfeld was the first comedian to perform standup on The Tonight Show starring Jimmy Fallon! Take a look at his set here!
"You need a great talent to know what you shouldn’t write."