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"The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still." --Jean Rhys

Do not politicize a tragedy.

it fills the screen and narrative arc with all sorts of bells and whistles, bloating its running time way beyond necessity, and generally wearing you down with all sorts of things that are not Occupy Wall Street until you don’t notice anymore that it’s all the fuck about Occupy Wall Street.

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“Not a bit afraid. Not a bit sorry.”

Where do you receive your Sunday news? Henry James: "I can hear her now—the way, one cold, black Sunday morning when, on account of an extraordinary fog, we had not gone to church, she broke it to me by the school-room fire."

Dementia runs in Gabriel García Márquez's family.

The boredom of Sunday afternoon, which drove de Quincey to drink laudanum, also gave birth to surrealism: hours propitious for making bombs.