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Philosophy – hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.

Anne Carson

Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
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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Anand Thakur
Caught between the tongue and the taste.
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Anand Thakur
The man has a theory. The woman has hipbones. Here comes Death.
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Death Man Theory Woman
I’ve come to understand that the best one can hope for as a human is to have a relationship with that emptiness where God would be if God were available, but God isn’t.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
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.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
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.
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
Making is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you’ve made something, it’ll – the world will be different.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
ANNE CARSON

Arrival Man Move Time Willing
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
Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Aristotle says that metaphor causes the mind to experience itself in the act of making a mistake.
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Anand Thakur
Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
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Anand Thakur
He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
ANNE CARSON

Cleaning Himself Wind
It is when you are asking about something that you realize you yourself have survived it, and so you must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur

Philosophy – hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.

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