I think every stone dreams about the kind of ripples it could make when it hits the lake.

"The Poet Laureate of Fan Fiction", Adam Carlson for The Awl

Submitted by v.

Roaming the West Side of Manhattan in the cold, Wilson is looking for his pee bottle Snorlax.

"How to Walk Around New York", Amy Fusselman for The Believer

We are all individualists till we wake up.

"Piccadilly Jim", P.G. Wodehouse

Submitted by Paul.

Piano sounds like a bar-room disaster.

Alexander Shulgin's notes on taking 18mg of DIPT, a psychedelic that operates primarily on the auditory system.

Submitted by Wesley with the comment "I like how short and evocative it is, a sort of poetry. Right to the point."

Just as nature loves to hide, it loves to eat (itself and every thing).

Preface to Becoming Geological, Martin Howse

"(itself and every thing)" has such a fine lilt to it!

I really wish this book wasn't spiral-bound, I'm always worried I'm going to damage spiral-bound books if I carry them around and generally, carrying books around is a big part of me actually reading them.

I should load my conscience with grave sins against the sacred spirit of lucidity were I to formulate the aims of mechanics in this way, without serious reflection and detailed explanations.

Relativity: The Special and General Theory, Albert Einstein (translated by Robert W. Lawson)

Via Robin Sloan's IG stories.