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  • #1
    Adrienne Rich
    “Power


    Living in the earth-deposits of our history

    Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth
    one bottle amber perfect a hundred-year-old
    cure for fever or melancholy a tonic
    for living on this earth in the winters of this climate.

    Today I was reading about Marie Curie:
    she must have known she suffered from radiation sickness
    her body bombarded for years by the element
    she had purified
    It seems she denied to the end
    the source of the cataracts on her eyes
    the cracked and suppurating skin of her finger-ends
    till she could no longer hold a test-tube or a pencil

    She died a famous woman denying
    her wounds
    denying
    her wounds came from the same source as her power. ”
    Adrienne Rich, The Dream of a Common Language

  • #2
    Adrienne Rich
    “That's why I want to speak to you now.

    To say: no person, trying to take responsibility for her or his identity, should have to be so alone. There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors. (I make up this strange, angry packet for you, threaded with love.)

    I think you thought there was no such place for you, and perhaps there was none then, and perhaps there is none now; but we will have to make it, we who want an end to suffering, who want to change the laws of history, if we are not to give ourselves away.”
    Adrienne Rich, Sources

  • #3
    Roberto Hogue
    “If you love sex, let it be known. You don’t have to walk around downtown naked or have some flyers printed up, but definitely don’t be shy about your love (or obsession) for sex.”
    Roberto Hogue, Real Secrets of Sex: A Women's Guide on How to Be Good in Bed

  • #4
    David  Mitchell
    “I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #5
    David  Mitchell
    “The healthy can't understand the emptied, the broken.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #6
    Joseph Conrad
    “It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream--making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream-sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is of the very essence of dreams...No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence--that which makes its truth, its meaning--its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream-alone...”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #7
    Robert Frost
    “Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.”
    Robert Frost

  • #8
    Robert Frost
    “To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.”
    Robert Frost

  • #9
    Robert Frost
    “Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.”
    Robert Frost

  • #10
    Robert Frost
    “How many things would you attempt
    If you knew you could not fail”
    Robert Frost

  • #11
    Robert Frost
    “Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.”
    Robert Frost

  • #12
    Robert Frost
    “I am a writer of books in retrospect. I talk in order to understand; I teach in order to learn”
    Robert Frost

  • #13
    Robert Frost
    “The best things and best people rise out of their separateness; I'm against a homogenized society because I want the cream to rise.”
    Robert Frost

  • #14
    Henry Miller
    “The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself”
    Henry Miller

  • #15
    Henry Miller
    “I too love everything that flows: rivers, sewers, lava, semen, blood, bile, words, sentences. I love the amniotic fluid when it spills out of the bag. I love the kidney with it’s painful gall-stones, it’s gravel and what-not; I love the urine that pours out scalding and the clap that runs endlessly; I love the words of hysterics and the sentences that flow on like dysentery and mirror all the sick images of the soul...”
    Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

  • #16
    E.E. Cummings
    “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
    I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
    I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #17
    Kahlil Gibran
    “You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.”
    Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

  • #18
    Pablo Neruda
    “I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
    I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

    I hunger for your sleek laugh,
    your hands the color of a savage harvest,
    hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
    I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

    I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
    the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
    I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

    and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
    hunting for you, for your hot heart,
    Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #19
    Lord Byron
    “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
    There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
    There is society, where none intrudes,
    By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
    I love not man the less, but Nature more”
    Lord Byron

  • #20
    E.E. Cummings
    “i like my body when it is with your
    body. It is so quite new a thing.
    Muscles better and nerves more.
    i like your body. i like what it does,
    i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
    of your body and its bones, and the trembling
    -firm-smooth ness and which i will
    again and again and again
    kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
    i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
    of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
    over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs,

    and possibly i like the thrill

    of under me you so quite new.”
    e.e. cummings

  • #21
    Theodore Roethke
    “Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.”
    Theodore Roethke, Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke

  • #22
    Milan Kundera
    “Love is by definition an unmerited gift; being loved without meriting it is the very proof of real love. If a woman tells me: I love you because you're intelligent, because you're decent, because you buy me gifts, because you don't chase women, because you do the dishes, then I'm disappointed; such love seems a rather self-interested business. How much finer it is to hear: I'm crazy about you even though you're neither intelligent nor decent, even though you're a liar, an egotist, a bastard.”
    Milan Kundera, Slowness

  • #23
    Milan Kundera
    “When we want to give expression to a dramatic situation in our lives, we tend to use metaphors of heaviness. We say that something has become a great burden to us. We either bear the burden or fail and go down with it, we struggle with it, win or lose. And Sabina - what had come over her? Nothing. She had left a man because she felt like leaving him. Had he persecuted her? Had he tried to take revenge on her? No. Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden, but the unbearable lightness of being.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #24
    Milan Kundera
    “A man is responsible for his ignorance.”
    Milan Kundera, Laughable Loves

  • #25
    Milan Kundera
    “How could she feel nostalgia when he was right in front of her? How can you suffer from the absence of a person who is present?

    You can suffer nostalgia in the presence of the beloved if you glimpse a future where the beloved is no more”
    Milan Kundera, Identity

  • #26
    Milan Kundera
    “To rebel against being born a woman seemed as foolish to her as to take pride in it.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

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  • #28
    Simone de Beauvoir
    “I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish… You see, it is difficult to get all which I want. And then when I do not succeed I get mad with anger.”
    Simone de Beauvoir

  • #29
    E.E. Cummings
    “may came home with a smooth round stone
    as small as a world and as large as alone.”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #30
    Roman Payne
    “Cities were always like people, showing their varying personalities to the traveler. Depending on the city and on the traveler, there might begin a mutual love, or dislike, friendship, or enmity. Where one city will rise a certain individual to glory, it will destroy another who is not suited to its personality. Only through travel can we know where we belong or not, where we are loved and where we are rejected.”
    Roman Payne, Cities & Countries



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