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To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.

Anne Carson

Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.
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
What makes life life and not a simple story? Jagged bits moving never still, all along the wall.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
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Arrival Man Move Time Willing
You 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 CARSON

Anand Thakur
Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
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.
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Desire Double Gold Love Madness Marriage Rule
Desire is no light thing.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I do think I have an ability to record sensual and emotional facts and factoids, to construct a convincing surface of what life feels like, both physical life and emotional life.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I never had much education in English poetry as such.
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Education Myself Poetry
I am a drop of gold he would say I am molten matter returned from the core of earth to tell you interior things.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
What is the fear inside language? No accident of the body can make it stop burning.
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Accident Body Burn Fear Language
Maybe I could have been good as a drawer if I had done it as much as I did writing, but it’s more scary to draw. It’s more revealing. You can’t disguise yourself in drawing.
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Anand Thakur
He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
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Himself Known Oneself Try
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
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 CARSON

Anand Thakur

To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.

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