Making is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you’ve made something, it’ll – the world will be different.
ANNE CARSONYou remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
More Anne Carson Quotes
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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.
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Do you remember when they taught cursive in schools? I think they don’t anymore. But I still enjoy it – just the physical act and all the – the whole business of making a thing out of language.
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Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
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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.
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We 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.
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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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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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A page with a poem on it is less attractive than a page with a poem on it and some tea stains.
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Consider incompleteness as a verb.
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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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A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
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Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.
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The man has a theory. The woman has hipbones. Here comes Death.
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It is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
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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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