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helgon · 50 minutes ago
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“I know simply that the sky will last longer than I.”
― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays
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helgon · 10 hours ago
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“We then spend our lives not seeing what we saw. The picture is there: what we know when we’re small; when we are small, we know everything in a childlike way.”
― Hélène Cixous, Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing
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helgon · a day ago
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“The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.”
― Samuel Beckett, Endgame
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helgon · a day ago
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“It was blacker than olives the night I left. As I ran past the palaces, oddly joyful, it began to rain. What a notion it is, after all—these small shapes! I would get lost counting them. Who first thought of it? How did he describe it to the others? Out on the sea it is raining too. It beats on no one.”
— Anne Carson, “On Rain”, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
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helgon · a day ago
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“It is better to burn than to disappear.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger
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helgon · a day ago
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“Darkness is drawn to light, but light does not know it; light must absorb the darkness and therefore meet its own extinguishment.”
― Edna O’Brien, In the Forest
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helgon · a day ago
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“A curious system of exchanges occurs within the painter’s body as he works. Touch for touch, grace for grace. Murder thinks itself. Pure lines of fever think themselves. The painter chooses where to stand and the ritual totters forward.”
— Anne Carson, from “Canicula di Anna”, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
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helgon · a day ago
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“Miss Bronte & Miss Emily & Miss Anne used to put away their sewing after prayers and walk all three, one after the other, around the table in the parlor till nearly eleven o’clock. Miss Emily walked as long as she could, and when she died, Miss Anne & Miss Bronte took it up—and now my heart aches to hear Miss Bronte walking, walking on alone.”
— Anne Carson, “On Charlotte”, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
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helgon · 2 days ago
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“To say, “I love” for this kind of feeling is impertinent. It is just “love,” which happens to possess me, and direct me to X. For the other basic kind of love, dependence-love, it is proper to say “I love”; in fact, here the “I” is more important than the “love”. Additional note: In saying love is arbitrary I mean it is experienced as arbitrary. It is perfectly obvious, of course, that it is conditioned by suppressed longings, images, etc., etc.”
― Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
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helgon · 2 days ago
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“To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.”
― Federico García Lorca, Blood Wedding and Yerma (trans. Langston Hughes)
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helgon · 2 days ago
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“Two fixed ideas can no more exist together in the moral world than two bodies can occupy one and the same place in the physical world.”
― Alexander Pushkin, The Queen of Spades (trans. Mrs. Sutherland Edwards)
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helgon · 2 days ago
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“Is the soul solid, like iron? Or is it tender and breakable, like the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl? Who has it, and who doesn’t? I keep looking around me. The face of the moose is as sad as the face of Jesus.”
— Mary Oliver, excerpt from “Some Questions You Might Ask”, in Devotions
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helgon · 2 days ago
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“Some fathers hate to read but love to take the family on trips. Some children hate trips but love to read. Funny how often these find themselves passengers in the same automobile. I glimpsed the stupendous clear-cut shoulders of the Rockies from between paragraphs of Madame Bovary. Cloud shadows roved languidly across her huge rock throat, traced her fir flanks. Since those days, I do not look at hair on female flesh without thinking, Deciduous?”
— Anne Carson, “On Reading”, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
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helgon · 2 days ago
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“Time exists in order that everything doesn’t happen all at once... and space exists so that it doesn’t all happen to you.”
― Susan Sontag, At the Same Time: Essays and Speeches
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helgon · 3 days ago
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Jewish people problems (specifically mixed-parents-centric): When you get to college and your Jewish classmates constantly point out how you don’t know as much  Hebrew/Yiddish as them and when your Jewish classmates tell you you don’t have a tribe or a subculture because your mom’s not Jewish.
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helgon · 3 days ago
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“Day after day I think of you as soon as I wake up. Someone has put cries of birds on the air like jewels.”
— Anne Carson, “On Le Bonheur d’Etre Bien Aimée”, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
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helgon · 3 days ago
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“It hurts to love. It’s like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.”
― Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
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helgon · 3 days ago
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“...Emotionally, I wanted to stay. Intellectually, I wanted to leave. As always, I seemed to enjoy punishing myself.”
— Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks 1947—1963
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helgon · 3 days ago
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“They say nothing lasts forever but they’re just scared it will last longer than they can love it.”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
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helgon · 3 days ago
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“It was the secrets of heaven and earth that I desired to learn; and whether it was the outward substance of things, or the inner spirit of nature and the mysterious soul of man that occupied me, still my inquiries were directed to the metaphysical, or, in its highest sense, the physical secrets of the world.”
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus (Chapter 2)
“A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquility. I do not think that the pursuit of knowledge is an exception to this rule. If the study to which you apply yourself has a tendency to weaken your affections and to destroy your taste for those simple pleasures in which no alloy can possibly mix, then that study is certainly unlawful, that is to say, not befitting the human mind.”
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus (Chapter 4)
“[I] was engaged in the pursuit of some discoveries, which I hoped to make. None but those who have experienced them can conceive of the enticements of science. In other studies you go as far as others have gone before you, and there is nothing more to know; but in a scientific pursuit there is continual food for discovery and wonder.”
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus (Chapter 4)
“Learn from me, if not by my precepts, at least by my example, how dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge and how much happier that man is who believes his native town to be the world, than he who aspires to become greater than his nature will allow.”
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus (Chapter 4)
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