Category: Song of the Day

Every year you pull the same trick on me. You say you're going to hold the ball while I kick it, but you never do! You always pull it away, and I land flat on my back! -- Charlie Brown to Lucy Each year Charlie Brown pelted toward the football with the deluded...

Last year a friend brought some tumeric roots back from Mexico, and gave us a pair. We planted them late. The leaves came up and grew a bit, then died away. I assumed that we would never see the tumeric again, and that Tumeric would be entered into our ledger of...

A girl sitting on the other side of the pool lowered her book, took off her sunglasses and looked at me. She was so extraordinarily beautiful that I nearly laughed out loud. She was unquestioningly gorgeous. She was a dark unyielding largess. She was, in short, too...

The rapper B.o.B was all over the radio and TV with ‘Airplanes’, a song that to this day evokes memories of this period – just one song in a list of many that I have ruined by attaching them to moments of my own annihilation. -- Janet Devlin, My Confessional Can we...

I equate films with sand castles. You get a bunch of mates and you go down and you say, 'I'm gonna build this great sand castle,' and you build it. And then the tide comes in and in twenty minutes it's just smooth sand. And that structure you made is in everybody's...

In the middle of the nights when she used to play snake and ladders with a man, someone was sobbing helplessly in the deserts. -- Lukhman Pambra, My Perverted Thoughts And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile... and you may ask yourself, well,...

Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape. -- Rob Sheffield, Love Is a Mix Tape All truly great thoughts are conceived while walking....

It is really true what philosophy tells us, that life must be understood backwards. But with this, one forgets the second proposition, that it must be lived forwards... Life at any given moment cannot really ever be fully understood. -- Søren Kierkegaard, Journals...