posted : Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

Some flowers on my legs

Some flowers on my legs

posted : Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

Night has fallen
Mute and cold
My horse is crying

Night has fallen

Mute and cold

My horse is crying

posted : Monday, December 21st, 2009

First Fig

My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!

Edna St. Vincent Millay, A Few Figs from Thistles (1920)

posted : Sunday, December 20th, 2009

posted : Thursday, December 17th, 2009

reblogged from : itsonlythewind

posted : Thursday, December 17th, 2009

Peter Norvig - Theorizing from data (2007)

posted : Saturday, December 12th, 2009

Their extinction is ours as well.

Their extinction is ours as well.

posted : Friday, December 11th, 2009

In forma dunque di candida rosa mi si mostrava la milizia santa che nel suo sangue Cristo fece sposa.
Paradiso, XXXI, 1-3

In forma dunque di candida rosa
mi si mostrava la milizia santa
che nel suo sangue Cristo fece sposa.

Paradiso, XXXI, 1-3

posted : Friday, December 11th, 2009

posted : Sunday, February 22nd, 2009