What Good Is Accuracy Amidst The Perpetual Scattering That Unspools The World.
What good is accuracy amidst the perpetual scattering that unspools the world.
Ada Limón, It’s The Season I Often Mistake
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to want and to wonder are parallel actions
- Jessica Fisher, Anne Carson’s Stereoscopic Poetics
Hope may or may not be a Thing with Feathers. But it is definitely a Thing with Claws.
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assume that of Gods there is only one, and of religions none but the speaker’s.
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
Some of the first photographs ever taken inside the Lascaux caves (France, 1947).
Thought and life are as the poles asunder.
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
How much more drama can one body take? I wake up in the morning and relinquish my dreams. I go to bed with my beloved. I am delirious with my tenderness. Once, I was brave, but I have grown so weary of danger. I am soundlessness amid the constant sounds of war.
Ada Limón, “I Have Wanted Clarity in Light of My Lack of Light”
He cried as if crying was a language he alone knew and in it there was something urgent he needed to say.
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
the equable but confused light of a summer’s morning in which everything is seen but nothing is seen distinctly
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
To retreat is not feminine, male, or trickery. It is a terror before utter destruction. What we analyze inexorably, will it die? Will June die? Will our love die, suddenly, instantaneously if you should make a caricature of it? Henry, there is a danger in too much knowledge. You have a passion for absolute knowledge. That is why people will hate you.
Anaïs Nin, Henry and June
