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Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.

Anne Carson

Existence will not stop until it gets to beauty.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Do you remember when they taught cursive in schools? I think they don’t anymore. But I still enjoy it – just the physical act and all the – the whole business of making a thing out of language.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
It is when you are asking about something that you realize you yourself have survived it, and so you must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I never really got over the fun of making letters.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
You used to say. “Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.” Madness doubled is marriage I added when the caustic was cool, not intending to produce a golden rule.
ANNE CARSON

Desire Double Gold Love Madness Marriage Rule
No need to fear death. There will be a tunnel and light.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Philosophers say man forms himself in dialogue.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
ANNE CARSON

Angry Existence Grief Tragedy Yourself
The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbols never perfectly match. Eros is in between.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
ANNE CARSON

Arrival Breathe Delight Hope Live Moments Run
The self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.
ANNE CARSON

Behind Desire Edge Effort Form Leaving
We are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. … We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur

Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.

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