Karl Pilkington (1972) English television personality, social commentator, actor, author and former radio producer
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Karl Pilkington (1972) English television personality, social commentator, actor, author and former radio producer
Podcast Series 1 Episode 3
On Sex
Saul Bellow book The Dean's December
The Dean’s December (1982) [Penguin Classics, 1998, ISBN 0-140-18913-0], ch. 13, p. 140
General sources
Moby (1965) Activist, American musician, DJ and photographer
Quoted in "Punk the prez? Moby's anti-Bush tricks" by George Rush and Joanna Rush Molloy, New York Daily News (9 February 2004); for Moby's comment on this news item, see "today's daily news", journal entry (8 February 2004) at moby.com http://www.moby.com/journal/2004-02-09/todays_daily_news.html
“What point was there in pursuing an ever-elusive popularity?”
David Brin book Startide Rising
Source: Startide Rising (1983), Chapter 38 (p. 199)
“Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.”
Charles Addams (1912–1988) Cartoonist
“A wasp in a wig is altogether beyond the appliances of art.”
John Tenniel (1820–1914) British illustrator, graphic humourist and political cartoonist
Refusing to illustrate a proposed chapter in Through the Looking-Glass, as quoted in The Life and Letters of Lewis Carroll (1898), p. 146
Robert Sheckley (1928–2005) American writer
The Tales of Zanthias (published in Weird Tales (July-August, 2003); reprinted in David G. Hartwell (ed.), Year’s Best Fantasy 4 (pp. 400-401))
Short fiction
Virginia Woolf book A Room of One's Own
Source: A Room of One's Own (1929), Ch. 3, pp. 43-44
Context: Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible; Shakespeare's plays, for instance, seem to hang there complete by themselves. But when the web is pulled askew, hooked up at the edge, torn in the middle, one remembers that these webs are not spun in midair by incorporeal creatures, but are the work of suffering human beings, and are attached to the grossly material things, like health and money and the houses we live in.