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“If the photographers are soul-thieves, whose soul is being stolen in a photograph of the night sky? The soul of the last one to go to bed and the soul of the first one to rise in the morning, perhaps? Photography is a black art like alchemy. It turns matter into spirit and spirit into matter. Still, there are moments when looking at a photograph of a night sky we have a hunch what the word soul means, what the word infinity encompasses.”
― Charles Simic, The Life of Images: Selected Prose – Essays on Philosophy, Art, and Politics from an Immigrant Poet's Outsider Perspective

“There was a movie theater here once. It played silent films. It was like watching the world through dark glasses on a rainy evening.

One night the piano player mysteriously disappeared. We were left with the storming sea that made no sound, and a beautiful woman on a long, empty bench whose tears rolled down silently as she watched me falling asleep in my mother's arms.”
― Charles Simic, Dime-Store Alchemy:The Art of Joseph Cornell

“I don't know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn't make sense.”
― David Lynch

“The purpose of poetry is to return that which is familiar to its original strangeness.”
― Charles Simic