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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.

Anne Carson

Comfortable means gradually more and more flattened down, more and more blunt – less and less sharp and biting into you.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
A refugee population is hungry for language and aware that anything can happen.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Lava bread makes you passionate.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I never really got over the fun of making letters.
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.
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
Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.
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
You 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 CARSON

Eat Habit Man Mom Talk Yourself
We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
ANNE CARSON

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

Himself Known Oneself Try
To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.
ANNE CARSON

Power Word Yourself
Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
ANNE CARSON

Angry Existence Grief Tragedy Yourself

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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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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