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  • #1
    H.D.
    “Words were her plague and words were her redemption.”
    Hilda Doolittle, HERmione

  • #2
    H.D.
    “Writing. Love is writing.”
    Hilda Doolittle, HERmione

  • #3
    H.D.
    “At least I have the flowers of myself,
    and my thoughts, no god
    can take that;
    I have the fervour of myself for a presence
    and my own spirit for light;

    and my spirit with its loss
    knows this;
    though small against the black,
    small against the formless rocks,
    hell must break before I am lost;

    before I am lost,
    hell must open like a red rose
    for the dead to pass.”
    H.D.

  • #4
    Anna Akhmatova
    “You will hear thunder and remember me,
    and think: she wanted storms...”
    Anna Akhmatova

  • #5
    Sappho
    “The moon has set

    And the Pleiades.

    Midnight.

    I lie in bed alone.”
    Sappho

  • #6
    H.D.
    “Some plants, some small water creatures give a sort of jellyfish sort of birth by breaking apart, by separating themselves from themselves.”
    H.D., HERmione

  • #7
    Porochista Khakpour
    “And the deal with so many chronic illnesses is that most people won't want to believe you. They will tell you that you look great, that it might be in your head only, that it is likely stress, that everything is okay. None of these are the right things to say to someone whose entire existence is a fairly consistent torture of the body and mind. They say it because they are well-intentioned usually, because they wish you the best, but they also say it because you make them uncomfortable. Your existence is evidence of death. . . .”
    Porochista Khakpour, Sick: A Memoir

  • #8
    Porochista Khakpour
    “It is no coincidence then that doctors and patients and the entire Lyme community report—anecdotally, of course, as there is still a frustrating scarcity of good data on anything Lyme-related—that women suffer the most from Lyme. They tend to advance into chronic and late-stage forms of the illness most because often it's checked for last, as doctors often treat them as psychiatric cases first. The nebulous symptoms plus the fracturing of articulacy and cognitive fog can cause any Lyme patient to simply appear mentally ill and mentally ill only. This is why we hear that young women—again, anecdotally—are dying of Lyme the fastest. This is also why we hear that chronic illness is a women's burden. Women simply aren't allowed to be physically sick until they are mentally sick, too, and then it is by some miracle or accident that the two can be separated for proper diagnosis. In the end, every Lyme patient has some psychiatric diagnosis, too, if anything because of the hell it takes getting to a diagnosis.”
    Porochista Khakpour, Sick: A Memoir

  • #9
    Louise Glück
    “Persephone is having sex in hell.
    Unlike the rest of us, she doesn’t know
    what winter is, only that
    she is what causes it.”
    Louise Glück, Averno

  • #10
    Sylvia Plath
    “I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #11
    Gilles Deleuze
    “The shadow escapes from the body like an animal we had been sheltering.”
    Gilles Deleuze, Francis Bacon: The Logic of Sensation

  • #12
    Georgia O'Keeffe
    “Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.”
    Georgia O'Keeffe, Georgia O'Keeffe

  • #13
    “Look, hasn't my body already felt like the body of a flower?”
    Mary Oliver

  • #14
    Frances Hodgson Burnett
    “And over walls and earth and trees and swinging sprays and tendrils the fair green veil of tender little leaves had crept, and in the grass under the trees and the gray urns in the alcoves and here and there everywhere were touches or splashes of gold and purple and white and the trees were showing pink
    and snow above his head and there were fluttering of wings and faint sweet pipes and humming and scents and scents.”
    Frances Hodgson Burnett, Secret Garden

  • #15
    “So many women and non-binary people told me a similar story: they had people in their lives that they looked up to, who they thought were beautiful and assured and real, but they couldn't see that they themselves had qualities worthy of that admiration too; they could only see their own qualities in a positive light when they saw them reflected in someone else.”
    Lucia Osborne-Crowley, My Body Keeps Your Secrets

  • #16
    Judith Butler
    “We lose ourselves in what we read, only to return to ourselves, transformed and part of a more expansive world.”
    Judith Butler

  • #17
    Judith Butler
    “The violence of language consists in its effort to capture the ineffable and, hence, to destroy it, to seize hold of that which must remain elusive for language to operate as a living thing.”
    Judith Butler, Excitable Speech: A Politics of the Performative

  • #18
    Alison Kafer
    “People with chronic illness, pain, and fatigue have been among the most critical of this aspect of the social model, rightly noting that social and structural changes will do little to make one's joints stop aching or to alleviate back pain. Nor will changes in architecture and attitude heal diabetes or cancer or fatigue. Focusing exclusively on disabling barriers, as a strict social model seems to do, renders pain and fatigue irrelevant to the project of disability politics.”
    Alison Kafer, Feminist, Queer, Crip

  • #19
    Halldór Laxness
    “Where the glacier meets the sky, the land ceases to be earthly, and the earth becomes one with the heavens; no sorrows live there anymore, and therefore joy is not necessary; beauty alone reigns there, beyond all demands.”
    Halldór Laxness

  • #20
    Halldór Laxness
    “It's a pity we don't whistle at one another, like birds. Words are misleading. I am always trying to forget words. That is why I contemplate the lilies of the field, but in particular the glacier. If one looks at the glacier for long enough, words cease to have any meaning on God's earth.”
    Halldór Laxness

  • #21
    S. Kelley Harrell
    “We don't heal in isolation, but in community.”
    S. Kelley Harrell, Gift of the Dreamtime - Reader's Companion

  • #22
    S. Kelley Harrell
    “You don't find light by avoiding the darkness.”
    S. Kelley Harrell

  • #23
    Virginia Woolf
    “I want to write a novel about Silence," he said; “the things people don’t say.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out

  • #24
    Hayden Carruth
    “Indeed poetry is bounded by silence on all sides, is almost defined by silence.

    from “Fallacies of Silence”
    Hayden Carruth, Selected Essays

  • #25
    Hayden Carruth
    “Why speak of the use
    of poetry? Poetry
    is what uses us.”
    Hayden Carruth, Toward the Distant Islands: New and Selected Poems

  • #26
    Matt Haig
    “The paradox of volcanoes was that they were symbols of destruction but also life. Once the lava slows and cools, it solidifies and then breaks down over time to become soil - rich, fertile soil.
    She wasn't a black hole, she decided. She was a volcano. And like a volcano she couldn't run away from herself. She'd have to stay there and tend to that wasteland.
    She could plant a forest inside herself.”
    Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

  • #27
    Edmond Jabès
    “It is very hard to live with silence. The real silence is death and this is terrible. To approach this silence, it is necessary to journey to the desert. You do not go to the desert to find identity, but to lose it, to lose your personality, to be anonymous. You make yourself void. You become silence. You become more silent than the silence around you. And then something extraordinary happens: you hear silence speak.”
    Edmond Jabès, The Book of Margins



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