David Reader 🐳📚🐦
banner
thepaleusher.bsky.social
David Reader 🐳📚🐦
@thepaleusher.bsky.social
Constant reader, occasional writer living near San Diego
Pinned
still waiting for a rebirth of wonder
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
“The reverse of melancholy is always irony.”

— W. G. Sebald (interview, 1998)
February 13, 2026 at 8:10 PM
Along the way

In the neighborhood
February 13, 2026 at 7:29 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
#Troilus_2026

HECTOR

The end crowns all;
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.

IV,5,223-225
#TheBard_ProblemPlays
February 13, 2026 at 4:05 PM
HECTOR (to Achilles)

O, like a book of sport thou’lt read me o’er;
But there’s more in me than thou understand’st.

#Troilus_2026
Act IV s5 (239-240)
#TheBard_ProblemPlays
February 13, 2026 at 3:57 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
A1A.
February 13, 2026 at 2:44 AM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
📷 Fernand Léger, House with Dog, 1921. [Oil on canvas] [The Scharf Collection]
February 13, 2026 at 10:02 AM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
February 13, 2026 at 12:27 AM
the sheer happiness of being out of bed and moving once more at free will . . . he was merely luxuriating in that supremely gutful lassitude of convalescence in which time, hurry, doing, did not exist . . .

Faulkner / The Hamlet
February 13, 2026 at 2:24 AM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
February 12, 2026 at 11:34 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
If I could catch the feeling, I would: the feeling of the singing of the real world, as one is driven by loneliness and silence from the habitable world.

~Virginia Woolf (diary)
February 10, 2026 at 7:27 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
February 12, 2026 at 10:34 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
#PafkoattheWall
#DonDeLillo

Everything else recedes around him, the game…and crowd,while he studies his fingers…He looks at the system of ridges on his fingertips, these are criminal prints…it makes him wonder how many others made it over the turnstiles and what will happen to those who got caught…
February 12, 2026 at 9:15 PM
How indeed is it possible for one human being to be sorry for all the sadness that meets him on the face of the earth, for the pain that is endured not only by men, but by animals and plants, and perhaps by the stones?

E. M. Forster
A Passage to India

(finished)
February 12, 2026 at 9:07 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
Beauly Firth
Scotland
February 12, 2026 at 5:08 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
#Troilus_2026
IV,5,141-144
#TheBard_ProblemPlays

HECTOR

Not Neoptolemus so mirable,
On whose bright crest Fame with her loud'st Oyes
Cries „This is he“, could promise to himself
A thought of added honour torn from Hector.
February 12, 2026 at 4:20 PM
ULYSSES
The youngest son of Priam, a true knight,
Not yet mature, yet matchless, firm of word,
Speaking in deeds and deedless in his tongue,
Not soon provoked nor being provoked soon calmed,
His heart and hand both open and both free; . . .
They call him Troilus

#Troilus_2026
Act IV, s4 (96-100)
February 12, 2026 at 3:58 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
Loch Ness
Scotland
February 12, 2026 at 12:37 AM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
Sunset Cliffs in San Diego. 02/08/26

#photography
February 9, 2026 at 1:49 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
"You could circle around it with words, but there always remained far more that was not expressed than was."

——Cees Nooteboom, Rituals (tr. Adrienne Dixon)
February 11, 2026 at 9:06 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
Mittwoch Abend in Berlin
February 11, 2026 at 10:04 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
Rain clouds over the Port of Oakland, from Emeryville, California.

#clouds #nature #eastcoastkin
February 11, 2026 at 11:02 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
London phone booth library (pick one, leave one).
#BookSky
February 11, 2026 at 11:19 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
“But my notes have a curious tendency, as I realize at last, to annihilate all they purport to record.”

— Beckett, Malone Dies
February 11, 2026 at 8:00 PM
Reposted by David Reader 🐳📚🐦
CRESSIDA.
O, you shall be exposed, my lord, to dangers
As infinite as imminent! But I'l be true.

...

TROILUS.
And sometimes we are devils to ourselves,
When we will tempt the frailty of our powers,
Presuming on their changeful potency.
...
With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare.

IV.4 (2/2)
February 11, 2026 at 2:45 PM
CRESSIDA
My lord, will you be true?

TROILUS
Who, I? Alas, it is my vice, my fault.
Whiles others fish with craft for great opinion,
I with great truth catch mere simplicity;
Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns,
With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare.

#Troilus_2026
IV,4, 100-5
February 11, 2026 at 4:10 PM