“A foolish thought: why do I think it? Is it that I live so lonesome, and know nothing?”
—Herman Melville, “The Piazza,” 1856
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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- Radigan Neuhalfen
- Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia
- Author of *The Steppe*, the novel of a man who lives alone in the Mongolian steppe, fighting -- and eating -- mythical monsters.
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- The Appeal to Authority
- Boltzmann Brain, the Baataristic Crisis, Skepticis...
- To coin a useful word; to expand the scope of thought
- impossibility of answers to any question whatsoever
- great solitude
- Pygmalion and Galatea
- Happy Burns Night: Where is Scotland?
- 2008 International Snow Sculpture Championships in...
- Calvinism
- Before the Information Age
- Copernicus: "Changing the course of human intellec...
- "History of philosophy in Poland": Copernicus and ...
- Folklore
- The Triumph of Death
- Center for Central Asian Literatures in Translation
- Franco-Mongol alliance
- to fire it
- mind-body interaction
- “I start to complain that there’s no rain”
- a synonym
- from: *A Very Big White Elephant: New Voices in Mo...
- Happy New Year, Yes
- Caca Sacrada
- the smell
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