Index Cards

he can only enjoy the feeling because he has worked very hard for it.

“The dullest, most inept and inconsequential snapshot, when isolated, framed (on a wall or by the margins of a book), and paid attention to, takes on all the uncanny significance, fascination, and beauty of R. Mutt’s fountain

utterly sanguine

“I take H [hashish] in order to be free. But in order to take H I must already be free.”

“taking the time to live.”

she was a believer in wholesomeness and common sense in an age of superstition and quackery.

Now that photo is all over the internet, completely out of my control.

I begin to wonder if it’s not just the modernist paradigm kicking in, that a metadiscourse is always more satisfying: painting about painting, photographs about photography, and writing about writing.

an avowed partisan of the underclass, the marginalized, the poor.