To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
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Anand Thakur
To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
ANNE CARSONThere is no person without a world.
ANNE CARSONNo need to fear death. There will be a tunnel and light.
ANNE CARSONIt is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
ANNE CARSONHere we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
ANNE CARSONLove dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
ANNE CARSONThe 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.
ANNE CARSONCaught between the tongue and the taste.
ANNE CARSONYou 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.
ANNE CARSONHe stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
ANNE CARSONThe man has a theory. The woman has hipbones. Here comes Death.
ANNE CARSONI never really got over the fun of making letters.
ANNE CARSONThey were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
ANNE CARSONWe are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. … We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.
ANNE CARSONIt 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 CARSONWhy does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
ANNE CARSON