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.
ANNE CARSONComfortable means gradually more and more flattened down, more and more blunt – less and less sharp and biting into you.
ANNE CARSONThe 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 CARSONWhen an ecstatic is asked the question, What is it that love dares the self to do? she will answer: Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
ANNE CARSONDesire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
ANNE CARSONI 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 CARSONYou 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 CARSONYou can never know enough, never work enough, never use the infinitives and participles oddly enough, never impede the movement harshly enough, never leave the mind quickly enough.
ANNE CARSONAll myth is an enriched pattern, a two-faced proposition, allowing its operator to say one thing and mean another, to lead a double life.
ANNE CARSONAll human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
ANNE CARSONPhilosophers say man forms himself in dialogue.
ANNE CARSONThose nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
ANNE CARSONPhilosophy – hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.
ANNE CARSONA page with a poem on it is less attractive than a page with a poem on it and some tea stains.
ANNE CARSONMyths 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 CARSONTo live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.
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