Out Of Context Doris Lessing
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They say themselves that they have been expelled from their Eden. How strange they should ever have thought they had a right to one.
March 30, 2025 at 12:03 AM
They say themselves that they have been expelled from their Eden. How strange they should ever have thought they had a right to one.
I suddenly understood that you are the only person left who will know what I’m talking about. Has that happened to you? You suddenly think, My God, that was twenty, thirty years ago and I am the only person left who knows what really happened?
March 9, 2025 at 12:16 PM
I suddenly understood that you are the only person left who will know what I’m talking about. Has that happened to you? You suddenly think, My God, that was twenty, thirty years ago and I am the only person left who knows what really happened?
‘Oh, my God, my God,’ and the tired release of a weighted bed.
March 9, 2025 at 1:16 AM
‘Oh, my God, my God,’ and the tired release of a weighted bed.
Dogs who have hardly seen another dog since they were removed from their mother‘s teats and their siblings’ play see everywhere big dogs and little dogs, dogs like themselves. ‘Hey, wait a minute – ‘ their instincts whisper to them, ‘a dog does not necessarily have to be a human appendage.’
March 8, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Dogs who have hardly seen another dog since they were removed from their mother‘s teats and their siblings’ play see everywhere big dogs and little dogs, dogs like themselves. ‘Hey, wait a minute – ‘ their instincts whisper to them, ‘a dog does not necessarily have to be a human appendage.’
still bitter and obstinate, his accusing eyes on his daughter.
March 8, 2025 at 1:16 AM
still bitter and obstinate, his accusing eyes on his daughter.
I have it on the highest secular authority that this propensity of mine to do things the hard way amounts to nothing less than masochism, but a higher authority still, the voice of the myth itself, tells me that this is nonsense.
March 7, 2025 at 1:16 PM
I have it on the highest secular authority that this propensity of mine to do things the hard way amounts to nothing less than masochism, but a higher authority still, the voice of the myth itself, tells me that this is nonsense.
Disbelief congealed the smile.
March 7, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Disbelief congealed the smile.
I believe that, unconsciously, we knew what was going to happen, that a shadow of foreknowledge was in us; and that this put ordinary laws out of action, or at least forestalled them.
March 6, 2025 at 1:16 PM
I believe that, unconsciously, we knew what was going to happen, that a shadow of foreknowledge was in us; and that this put ordinary laws out of action, or at least forestalled them.
Forty-odd million human beings had been murdered, deliberately or from carelessness, from lack of imagination; these people had been killed yesterday, in the last dozen years, they were dying now, as she stood under the tree, at least deaths were marked on her soul,
March 6, 2025 at 1:16 AM
Forty-odd million human beings had been murdered, deliberately or from carelessness, from lack of imagination; these people had been killed yesterday, in the last dozen years, they were dying now, as she stood under the tree, at least deaths were marked on her soul,
it had occurred to her that this compulsive process of analysis and comparison was nothing but an excuse for doing nothing.
March 5, 2025 at 1:16 PM
it had occurred to her that this compulsive process of analysis and comparison was nothing but an excuse for doing nothing.
I hate all the William Morris stuff.
March 5, 2025 at 1:16 AM
I hate all the William Morris stuff.
fitting in the greasy plugs of steel
March 4, 2025 at 1:16 PM
fitting in the greasy plugs of steel
For at this moment she forgot the years of feminine compliance, of charm, of conformity to what he wanted. They had all been a lie against her real nature and therefore they had not existed.
March 4, 2025 at 1:16 AM
For at this moment she forgot the years of feminine compliance, of charm, of conformity to what he wanted. They had all been a lie against her real nature and therefore they had not existed.
a neurotic protest against her way of life
March 3, 2025 at 1:16 PM
a neurotic protest against her way of life
her heart full of pain
March 3, 2025 at 1:16 AM
her heart full of pain
She must get money. She must.
March 2, 2025 at 1:16 PM
She must get money. She must.
No one lived up *there*, it wasn’t settled yet.
March 2, 2025 at 1:16 AM
No one lived up *there*, it wasn’t settled yet.
the quality of her tone with Julia is that of a bitter spinster.
March 1, 2025 at 1:16 PM
the quality of her tone with Julia is that of a bitter spinster.
Dear Comrade. With great fear and trembling I send you my stories.
March 1, 2025 at 1:16 AM
Dear Comrade. With great fear and trembling I send you my stories.
her body (her secret breathing body
February 28, 2025 at 1:16 PM
her body (her secret breathing body
a goose or, better still, a gosling
February 28, 2025 at 1:16 AM
a goose or, better still, a gosling
more English than England ever was
February 27, 2025 at 1:16 PM
more English than England ever was
shouting and screaming at Maggie Thatcher
February 27, 2025 at 1:16 AM
shouting and screaming at Maggie Thatcher
is it possible they thought us Lesbians?
February 25, 2025 at 1:16 AM
is it possible they thought us Lesbians?
Yes, I do believe that it is possible, and not only for novelists, to ‘plug in’ to an over mind, or Ur-mind, or unconscious, or what you will, and that this accounts for a great many in probabilities and ‘coincidences’.
February 24, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Yes, I do believe that it is possible, and not only for novelists, to ‘plug in’ to an over mind, or Ur-mind, or unconscious, or what you will, and that this accounts for a great many in probabilities and ‘coincidences’.