Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
ANNE CARSONMadness and witchery as well as bestiality are conditions commonly associated with the use of the female voice in public.
More Anne Carson Quotes
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You doubt God? Well more to the point I credit God with the good sense to doubt me. What is mortality after all but divine doubt flashing over us? For an instant God suspends assent and poof! we disappear.
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I don’t read reviews and I don’t know what to do with opinions, so I just lose them. They take up space, they become a process of manufacturing a persona, which I want to avoid.
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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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Poetry – poiesis means a thing made.
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What is the fear inside language? No accident of the body can make it stop burning.
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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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Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
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A page with a poem on it is less attractive than a page with a poem on it and some tea stains.
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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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Comfortable means gradually more and more flattened down, more and more blunt – less and less sharp and biting into you.
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Aristotle says that metaphor causes the mind to experience itself in the act of making a mistake.
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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.
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No one will ever make necessity not happen.
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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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When I desire you a part of me is gone.
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