They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
ANNE CARSONTo be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
More Anne Carson Quotes
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We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
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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.
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No need to fear death. There will be a tunnel and light.
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The self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.
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Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
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Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.
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To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.
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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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Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
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One of the principle qualities of pain is that it demands an explanation.
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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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The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbols never perfectly match. Eros is in between.
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Philosophy – hopeless. Yet it gives me hope.
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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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When I desire you a part of me is gone.
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