starts out with a bang
whimper wanders bye
starts out with a bang
whimper wanders bye
"My story is of a calm darkness, of the root asleep in its strength, of the smell which has no scent. And in none of this does the abstract exist. It is the figurative of the unnameable."
"My story is of a calm darkness, of the root asleep in its strength, of the smell which has no scent. And in none of this does the abstract exist. It is the figurative of the unnameable."
"I am speaking to you in the abstract and wonder: am I a cantable aria? No, you cannot sing what I am writing you. Why don't I tackle a theme I could easily flush out?"
#booksky #lispector
"I am speaking to you in the abstract and wonder: am I a cantable aria? No, you cannot sing what I am writing you. Why don't I tackle a theme I could easily flush out?"
#booksky #lispector
"Whoever looks at a mirror, whoever manages to see it without seeing himself, whoever understands that its depths consist of being empty, whoever walks inside its transparent space without leaving the trace of his own
"Whoever looks at a mirror, whoever manages to see it without seeing himself, whoever understands that its depths consist of being empty, whoever walks inside its transparent space without leaving the trace of his own
"I try to see strictly in the moment in which I see - and not to see through the moment of having seen in the past instant. The instant is this one. The instant is of an immanence that takes my breath away."
"I try to see strictly in the moment in which I see - and not to see through the moment of having seen in the past instant. The instant is this one. The instant is of an immanence that takes my breath away."
"And I give myself as an offering to the dead. I weave spells on the solstice, spectre of an exorcised dragon."
"And I give myself as an offering to the dead. I weave spells on the solstice, spectre of an exorcised dragon."
"I used to only see through straight and parallel cuts. I didn't notice the sly crooked line. Now I sense that life is other. That living is not only unwinding rough feelings - it's something more bewitching and gracile, without losing it fine animal vigor for that."
"I used to only see through straight and parallel cuts. I didn't notice the sly crooked line. Now I sense that life is other. That living is not only unwinding rough feelings - it's something more bewitching and gracile, without losing it fine animal vigor for that."
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me: oh they’re all pretty great
me: oh they’re all pretty great
They start quoting from it incessantly and out of context:
"What is a window if not air framed by right angles?"
They start quoting from it incessantly and out of context:
"What is a window if not air framed by right angles?"
They start quoting from it incessantly and out of context:
"Everything has an instant in which it is. I want to grab hold of the is of the thing. "
They start quoting from it incessantly and out of context:
"Everything has an instant in which it is. I want to grab hold of the is of the thing. "
They start quoting from it incessantly and out of context:
"And I who have barely started my journey, I start it with a sense of tragedy, guessing toward which lost ocean my steps of life are leading."
They start quoting from it incessantly and out of context:
"And I who have barely started my journey, I start it with a sense of tragedy, guessing toward which lost ocean my steps of life are leading."
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www.schwaebische.de/regional/bay...