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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

I am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
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
Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Caught between the tongue and the taste.
ANNE CARSON

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

Anand Thakur
We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Consider incompleteness as a verb.
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Incomplete One Liner Verb
When I desire you a part of me is gone.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
You remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
What makes life life and not a simple story? Jagged bits moving never still, all along the wall.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
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
He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
ANNE CARSON

Himself Known Oneself Try
I mean, every thought starts over, so every expression of a thought has to do the same. every accuracy has to be invented… I feel I am blundering in concepts too fine for me.
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

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.

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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.

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