Fuck Yeah, Kurt Vonnegut!

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The arts are not a way of making a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.
— Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country, 2005 (via happythings.)

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Nov 15
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go kurt

“In the mid 1950s, Vonnegut worked very briefly for Sports Illustratedmagazine, where he was assigned to write a piece on a racehorse that had jumped a fence and attempted to run away. After staring at the blank piece of paper on his typewriter all morning, he typed, ‘The horse jumped over the fucking fence,’ and left.”

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Aug 06
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Kurt Vonnegut, “How To Get A Job Like Mine”

This is the first part of five from a lecture Kurt Vonnegut gave at Albion College. Here’s the playlist of all 5 videos.

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Jul 29
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PLAYBOY: In some of your books—especially The Sirens of Titan and Slaughterhouse-Five—there’s serious notion that all moments in time exist simultaneously, which implies that the future can’t be changed by an act of will in the present. How does a desire to improve things fit with that?

KURT VONNEGUT: You understand, of course, that everything I say is horseshit.

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Jul 26
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synecdoche:

i kind of want to write a movie where someone discovers that kurt vonnegut is alive and well and responding to craigslist ads.

synecdoche:

i kind of want to write a movie where someone discovers that kurt vonnegut is alive and well and responding to craigslist ads.

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synecdoche:

this is a shirt that i desperately need to own.

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this is a shirt that i desperately need to own.

May 03
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We are who we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
— Kurt Vonnegut (via joyfuls) (via neuqueerculture) (via sugaronastick) (via cjc-in-484) (via k-troll)
Apr 26
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The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present and future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just that way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment that interests them. It is just an illusion we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever.


When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in the particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is ‘So it goes.’

— Kurt Vonnegut (via hammerito)