Bobby and Ri: Books, Life and Love.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Psirens


'The conjurer had poured milk, molasses, foaming champagne into a young lady’s new white purse; and lo, the purse was intact.'
- Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Open me; Undo me


"Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colours, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night"
-Rilke

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Little Earthquakes in the Wee Hours

"There is something inherently beautiful about reading to another after they have already dissolved into dream; it's as if one is tenderly stroking their unconscious mind."

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

ab astris, ad sidera

"...the scene had changed before my eyes into something significant, elemental..."
The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald

Thursday, April 14, 2011


Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll look not for wine.

The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee,
As giving it hope that there
It could not withered be.

But thou thereon didst only breathe,
And sent'st it back to me,
Since when it grows and smells, I swear,
Not of itself but thee.

-Ben Jonson.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Virtual Particles

"He studies too much for words of four syllables... "
Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen