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 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.
More Anne Carson Quotes
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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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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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I don’t read reviews and I don’t know what to do with opinions, so I just lose them. They take up space, they become a process of manufacturing a persona, which I want to avoid.
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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.
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He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
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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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Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.
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Lava bread makes you passionate.
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Philosophy – hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.
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Madness and witchery as well as bestiality are conditions commonly associated with the use of the female voice in public.
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Comfortable means gradually more and more flattened down, more and more blunt – less and less sharp and biting into you.
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Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.
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Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
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I’ve come to understand that the best one can hope for as a human is to have a relationship with that emptiness where God would be if God were available, but God isn’t.
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