Homer must have felt this pressure to come up with an epic poem that would sound totally new to an audience that had loved his previous best-seller.
ANNE CARSONAt least half of your mind is always thinking, I’ll be leaving; this won’t last. It’s a good Buddhist attitude. If I were a Buddhist, this would be a great help. As it is, I’m just sad.
More Anne Carson Quotes
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It takes practice to shave the skin off the light.
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It is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
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Everything depends on liking the people and trusting the people. You have to assume that whatever they do will be as good as you want the thing to be and just go ahead with that.
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There is no person without a world.
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Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
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Love is a good place to situate our distrust of fake women.
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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.
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Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
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We’re talking about the struggle to drag a thought over from the mush of the unconscious into some kind of grammar, syntax, human sense; every attempt means starting over with language. Starting over with accuracy.
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I am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
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Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.
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All human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
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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.
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To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.
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What makes life life and not a simple story? Jagged bits moving never still, all along the wall.
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