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“Each time, Thomas was thrust back into the depths of his being by the very words which had haunted him and which he was pursuing as his nightmare and the explanation of his nightmare. He found that he was ever more empty, ever heavier; he no longer moved without infinite fatigue. His body, after so many struggles, became entirely opaque, and to those who looked at it, it gave the peaceful impression of sleep, though it had not ceased to be awake.”
― Thomas the Obscure
― Thomas the Obscure
“• "Not you, not I: the forgetting will forget me in you, and the impersonal remembrance will efface me from that which remembers.”
― Awaiting Oblivion
― Awaiting Oblivion
“We can live the way the others do and yet conceal a ‘no’ greater than the world: that is melancholy’s infinity…”
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“By her anguish; she made the sacrifice, full of strangeness, of her certainty that she existed, in order to give a sense to this nothingness of love which she had become. and thus, deep within her, already sealed, already dead, the most profound passion came to be.”
― Thomas the Obscure
― Thomas the Obscure
“You're coming home again. what does that mean?
Can there be anyone here who still needs you, who would still want to count you as his friend?
You're home, you've bought sweet wine to drink with supper, and staring out the window bit by bit
You come to see that you're the one who's guilty:
the only one. that's fine. thank god for that.
or maybe one should say, "thanks for small favors"
It's fine that there is no one else to blame,
It's fine that you are free of all connections,
It's fine that in this world there is no one who feels obliged to love you to distraction.
It's fine that no one ever took your arm and saw you to the door on a dark evening,
It's fine to walk, alone, in this vast world
toward home from the tumultuous railroad station
It's fine to catch yourself, while rushing home,
mouthing a phrase that's something less than candid;
You're suddenly aware that your own soul is very slow to take in what has happened.”
― Selected Poems, 1968-1996
Can there be anyone here who still needs you, who would still want to count you as his friend?
You're home, you've bought sweet wine to drink with supper, and staring out the window bit by bit
You come to see that you're the one who's guilty:
the only one. that's fine. thank god for that.
or maybe one should say, "thanks for small favors"
It's fine that there is no one else to blame,
It's fine that you are free of all connections,
It's fine that in this world there is no one who feels obliged to love you to distraction.
It's fine that no one ever took your arm and saw you to the door on a dark evening,
It's fine to walk, alone, in this vast world
toward home from the tumultuous railroad station
It's fine to catch yourself, while rushing home,
mouthing a phrase that's something less than candid;
You're suddenly aware that your own soul is very slow to take in what has happened.”
― Selected Poems, 1968-1996
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