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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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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It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together.
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He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
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Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
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He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
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Everything depends on liking the people and trusting the people. You have to assume that whatever they do will be as good as you want the thing to be and just go ahead with that.
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All human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
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Desire is no light thing.
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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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Consider incompleteness as a verb.
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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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Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
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What makes life life and not a simple story? Jagged bits moving never still, all along the wall.
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Existence will not stop until it gets to beauty.
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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.
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Making is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you’ve made something, it’ll – the world will be different.
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