Lucy Ives > Quotes

“Isobel, meanwhile, rustled in her corner. She always seemed to travel with at least one plastic bag stuffed with irregular papers, as if she were constructing a very large hamster bed somewhere.”
― Lucy Ives, Life Is Everywhere

“I waited to be hurt, because this was a form of hope.”
― Lucy Ives, Impossible Views of the World

“We monads cannot get over the fact that we can’t fully know one another. Well survival each other until the cows come home and pretend it’s for marketing or science or spy craft. But really all this data is just a burnt offering to a god who withdrew long ago, leaving us the mute earth and also the vestiges of good and evil. And I guess we’re free to care about, or even date, these vestiges, if we so choose.”
― Lucy Ives, Cosmogony: Stories

“How elaborate and important was his life, really -- with what kind of ease was he granted the ability not to think of me at all, and when he did not think of me, how did he smile when he recognised, somewhere at some slight distance from him in the ether of proximate human minds, my own unceasing thoughts of him?”
― Lucy Ives, Impossible Views of the World

“Lacan says, meanwhile, in the text derived from his 1957 seminar, that iit does not matter. He’s talking about love. He says that what is instructive is to think about veils. He says if you put a veil in front of something that does not exist, you create an image of something that is there, only hidden. And if you put a veil in front of something that does exist, you create an image of something that is there, only hidden. The crucial thing is not whether it is there. Real presence does not matter. The thing is, whether we can imagine it—and at the same time imagine its absence. This is what the veil permits: it is a screen on which loss and gain mix, in which something that is not there and something that is become equivalent. The veil is the image of a loss, an image we cannot otherwise picture. We give ourselves this veil. We give ourselves this image. We put it in the world. This is how we love.”
― Lucy Ives, Loudermilk: Or, The Real Poet; Or, The Origin of the World

“Once upon a time”
― Lucy Ives, Life Is Everywhere

“Staring at these clean, toned capitalists made me extremely nervous, for I knew that, by talking to them, I had the power, in my radical awkwardness, to disrupt the flow of not just the confidence in the room but also the capital.”
― Lucy Ives, Impossible Views of the World

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― Lucy Ives, Loudermilk: Or, The Real Poet; Or, The Origin of the World