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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Anand Thakur
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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You can get used to eating breakfast with a man in a fedora. You can get used to anything, my mother was in the habit of saying.
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It takes practice to shave the skin off the light.
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Everything depends on liking the people and trusting the people. You have to assume that whatever they do will be as good as you want the thing to be and just go ahead with that.
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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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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.
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When 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.
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Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
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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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It is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
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Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
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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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Philosophy – hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.
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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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What makes life life and not a simple story? Jagged bits moving never still, all along the wall.
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We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
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