The journal
A curated selection from the Moniqs archive, newest first. More stories are being moved over from the original site.
Literature · Reflection
“We can imagine the books we’d like to read, even if they have not yet been written, and we can imagine libraries full of books we would like to possess, even if they are well beyond our reacher, because we enjoy dreaming up a library that reflects every one of our interests and
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Literature · Reflection
“Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too man
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Literature · Reflection
Felix Vallotton “Returned from the beach” 1924
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Literature · Reflection
“Woman’s role in creation should be parallel to her role in life. I don’t mean the good earth. I mean the bad earth too, the demon, the instincts, the storms of nature. Tragedies, conflicts, mysteries are personal. Man fabricated a detachment which became fatal. Woman must not fa
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Art · Reflection
William A. Breakspeare (c 1855-1914) If Music be the Food of Love If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.” William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
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Literature · Reflection
“Anaïs, I don’t know how to tell you what I feel. I live in perpetual expectancy. You come and the time slips away in a dream. It is only when you go that I realize completely your presence. And then it is too late. You numb me. This is a little drunken, Anaïs. I
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Art · Reflection
James Abbot McNeill Whistler (1894-1903) A Dancing woman in a Pink robe, seen from the back Dance till the stars come down from the rafters Dance, Dance, Dance till you drop. ~W.H. Auden “I love to dance, it does not matter if it is a Tango, a Foxtrot, a Samba or a Jive, just lik
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Literature · Reflection
“I am the most tired woman in the world. I am tired when I get up. Life requires an effort I cannot make. Please give me that heavy book. I need to put something heavy like that on top of my head. I have to place my feet under the pillows always, so as to
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Art · Reflection
The true impressionism is realism. So many people do not observe. They take the ready-made axioms laid down by others, and walk blindly in a rut without trying to see for themselves. Childe Hassam Improvisation
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Poetry · Reflection
“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away
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Literature · Reflection
The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology. – Jean Genet
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