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Nicole Janée 1890 Vartanian
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“Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to be always part of unanimity.”
― Christopher Morley

“Books don’t just furnish a room. A personal library is a reflection of who you are and who you want to be, of what you value and what you desire, of how much you know and how much more you’d like to know.” ― Michael Dirda


“There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.”
― (more) Christopher Morley, Pipefuls

“Make it a rule never to give a child a book you would not read yourself.”
― George Bernard Shaw

(This site represents a small smattering of my library.)


And as always ..

🍂 READ BANNED BOOKS 🍂

(As a teenager, I pretty much exclusively did book reports on banned books. It was well worth the consternation from the high school English teachers..)


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Favorite flower: Trillium ovatum
Favorite scent: snow
Favorite eau de toilette: Falling in Love by Philosophy
Most favorite place: Inside my own head
Song of my life: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nf2VhqaBIys

(translated)
"Smiling,
Spinning Round and Round,
Holding Hands,
The Whole World is a Blur,
Except when you are Standing,
Soaked, Completely Drenched,
No Rubber Boots,
Running Inside us, Want to Burst Out of the Shell,
The Wind,
And the Smell of your Hair,
I Breathe as Hard as I Can,
With my Nose,
Jumping into Puddles,
With No Boots On,
Completely Drenched, Soaked,
With No Boots On,
And I Get a Nosebleed,
But I Always Stand Up."

Favorite Steinbeck quote:

"Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a [hu]man.
It happens to nearly everyone. You can feel it growing or preparing like a fuse burning toward dynamite. It is a feeling in the stomach, a delight of the nerves, of the forearms. The skin tastes the air, and every deep-drawn breath is sweet. Its beginning has the pleasure of a great stretching yawn; it flashes in the brain and the whole world glows outside your eyes. A person may have lived all of their life in the gray, and the land and trees of them dark and somber. The events, even the important ones, may have trooped by faceless and pale. And then -the glory- so that a cricket song sweetens their ears, the smell of the earth rises chanting to their nose, and dappling light under a tree blesses their eyes. Then a person pours outward, a torrent of them, and yet they're not diminished. And I guess a person's importance in the world can be measured by the quality and number of their glories. It is a lonely thing but it relates us to the world. It is the mother of all creativeness, and it sets each person separate from all other people."

(Ever-so-slightly edited to take in all members of the human race .. hey, Steinbeck said it himself, "It happens to nearly everyone".)


Apparently, I'm a definitive INFJ - I haven't figured it all out (nor will I) but somewhere I'm being placed into a nice little box.

Epitaph:
Nicole Janée 1890 Vartanian
"composed of laughing particles"

Sobre mi

Fred Hutchinson - Immunotherapy Integrated Research Center (IIRC)



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