Daily Extractions

The following blog is an exercise in finding significance in “random” words. Each day, a title and sentence will be blindly chosen by QC from whatever book, magazine, webpage, or other text source happens to be within grasp. No premeditation will color these posts, they will simply serve as acts of synchronicity, divination, or abstract poetry. What do today’s title and sentence say about you and your existence in this very moment? How do these micro samplings hold value when they are isolated, out of context, and spliced together? QC looks forward to your comments! Site Comments →

Apr012011

Mesmerizing

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The blades were made of durable plastic painted to gleam like chrome, with many back up sets prepared to cope with wear and tear and the odd expected accident or two as filming progressed.

Johnny Depp: A Modern Rebel by Brian J. Robb

Mar312011

Scorned

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The sacred duty of every child was to consume the remains of his parents; the sacred duty of the tribe was to consume the dead.

The Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice

Mar302011

Long

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As you’ve probably noted by now, I’m all for cutting corners.

Life’s Too Short to Fold Fitted Sheets by Lisa Quinn

Mar292011

Spawning

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Whatever the dramas of those distant times, it all started to go wrong around 3.8 billion years ago.

Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space by Carl Sagan

Mar282011

Voluptuously

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“Ow! Ow! Ow!”

The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen

Mar272011

Mouthful

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Piggy sought in his mind for words to convey his passionate willingness to carry the conch against all odds.

Lord of the Flies by William Golding

Mar262011

Coincidence

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“It’s a nasty business.”

The Brethren by John Grisham

Mar252011

Dashboard

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In fact, it was the dull, inconspicuous color of clotted blood, more than six feet wide and seventeen feet long.

The World According to Garp by John Irving

Mar242011

Fellow

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Democracy did not always function well in the light of day.

My American Journey by Colin Powell

Mar232011

Piazza

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For good or for evil, Lucy was left to face her problem alone.

A Room with a View by E.M. Forster