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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.

Anne Carson

When I desire you a part of me is gone.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
ANNE CARSON

Himself Known Oneself Try
Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
It takes practice to shave the skin off the light.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
There is no person without a world.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
ANNE CARSON

Dare Leaving Love Poverty
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
He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
ANNE CARSON

Cleaning Himself Wind
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.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
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.
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
It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together.
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
At least half of your mind is always thinking, I’ll be leaving; this won’t last. It’s a good Buddhist attitude. If I were a Buddhist, this would be a great help. As it is, I’m just sad.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
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

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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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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