Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
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Anand Thakur
Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
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Time isn’t made of anything. It is an abstraction. Just a meaning that we impose upon motion.
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What is the fear inside language? No accident of the body can make it stop burning.
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Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
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Caught between the tongue and the taste.
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When I desire you a part of me is gone.
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We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.
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Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
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I am a drop of gold he would say I am molten matter returned from the core of earth to tell you interior things.
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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.
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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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They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
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All myth is an enriched pattern, a two-faced proposition, allowing its operator to say one thing and mean another, to lead a double life.
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We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
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You remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
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There is no person without a world.
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