It’s Salmagundi Sunday, where I share the “best of the rest”—great links that didn’t make the cut for last week’s newsletters…and a few pithy quotes. Back to regular programming tomorrow!

LINKS

• Obsessionistas: a site about obsessive collectors and their sometimes strange collections

• Beauty in wreckage…Fernando Gomez Balbontin’s haunting paintings of crash scenes. Not gory or explicit…just…moving.

• Letters to My Future Self — a fun, participatory book.

• Kumi Yamashita’s Shadow Art.

• Thunderstruck by Steve’n’Seagulls. The best of the banjo, uke and spoon band’s covers. Not only because it doesn’t feature anyone in a Native American headdress.

• Reddit Users Were Asked To Sum Up Their First Sexual Experience With A GIF. The Responses Were Magnificent.

• Take that: A Brief History of Houses Built Out of Spite.

• How Coffee Fueled the Civil War.

• Some of the meticulous detail that went into the process of Designing for The Grand Budapest Hotel.

• From tumbleweed to fern: time lapse of a Rose of Jericho.

• Isaac Cordal’s mini-skeleton interventions, aka “Cement Eclipses” .

• Of course Google is sure it’s created the typeface of the future. Me, I’m not so sure.

• “I killed At The Movies: The inside story of the dueling critics’ last hurrah”

• Jacky Bastek guitar composition — an amazing composition and performance by a young guitarist.

• Life Below the Poverty Line: Pictures.

• A mutant gene that lets people thrive on (much) less sleep?

• Azuma Makto’s “Exobiotanica: Botanical Space Flight” photos.

Commonplaces: Dreams

“I’m sick of following my dreams. I’m just going to ask them where they’re goin’, and hook up with them later.” (Mitch Hedberg)

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” (Oscar Wilde)

“This whole creation is essentially subjective, and the dream is the theater where the dreamer is at once scene, actor, prompter, stage manager, author, audience, and critic.” (Carl Jung)

“…To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause.” (William Shakespeare)

“He was a dreamer, a thinker, a speculative philosopher… or, as his wife would have it, an idiot.” (Douglas Adams)

“Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body’s work’s expir’d:
For then my thoughts—from far where I abide—
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee” (William Shakespeare)

"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible. (T. E. Lawence)

“He had a dream,” I says, “and it shot him.”
“Singular dream,” he says. (Mark Twain)

“Whenever someone tells me he dreamed, I wonder if he realizes that he has never done anything but dream.” (Fernando Pessoa)

“When will you realize that your dreams have eternal life? I of course don’t mean that you are a moonstruck dreamer, but that they do exist, outside of you, without your having to do anything about it.” (John Ashbery)

“We thought it was a day like
any other with a dental appointment at 2 and our dreams
rusting away like old baby carriages.” (Dean Young)

“I was badly disappointed by the shallow interests such dreams betrayed. Even my dreams were asleep.” (Saul Bellow)

“All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible.” (William Faulkner)

“From daylight he got maintrackt, from friends’ breath,
wishes, his hopings. Dreams make crawl with fear
Henry but not get up.” (John Berryman)

“But I reckon it was more than a cat-nap, for when I waked up the stars was shining bright, the fog was all gone, and I was spinning down a big bend stern first. First I didn’t know where I was; I thought I was dreaming; and when things began to come back to me they seemed to come up dim out of last week.” (Mark Twain)

“I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.” (Zhuangzi)

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