Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.
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Anand Thakur
Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.
ANNE CARSONGive me a world, you have taken the world I was.
ANNE CARSONWhen 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.
ANNE CARSONPoetry – poiesis means a thing made.
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 CARSONI am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
ANNE CARSONLove is a good place to situate our distrust of fake women.
ANNE CARSONMaking is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you’ve made something, it’ll – the world will be different.
ANNE CARSONWhen I began to be published, people got the idea that I should ‘teach writing,’ which I have no idea how to do and don’t really believe in.
ANNE CARSONMyths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.
ANNE CARSONWhen I desire you a part of me is gone.
ANNE CARSONDo 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.
ANNE CARSONWhat is the fear inside language? No accident of the body can make it stop burning.
ANNE CARSONThe self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.
ANNE CARSONAll human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
ANNE CARSONHe was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
ANNE CARSON