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"we undig our burrows"

"Go suckle there, see
your image surf to you."

"I've made you aware
you'll never know."

"Lame swards gobble whorls of rain."

"Now rainbows glowed in the dead man's eyes."

"Yet when I try to think, my head's filled to bursting with some gaseous substance."

"'An organism can have a purpose and yet also make patterns that have little to do with that purpose.'"

"A lighthouse was a fixed beacon for a fixed purpose; a person was a moving one. But people still emanated light in their way, still shone across the miles as a warning, an invitation, or even just a static signal. People opened up so they became a brightness, or they went dark. They turned their light inward sometimes, so you couldn’t see it, because they had no other choice."

"The hollows of his face, even in that vibrant, late-summer light, make him look haunted by a memory he hasn’t had yet."

"the churn of stale words in the heart again
love love love thud of the old plunger
pestling the unalterable
whey of words"

"must it be it must be it must be"

"In the name of Bacon will you chicken me up that egg."

"He had lost track of time, or it had lost track of him."

"A way of
writing which comes from ideas, is
not about them, but which produces them."

"He used guns, but he didn't like them and didn't like relying on them. They smelled like their perspective."

"...the literal and the metaphoric joined together across an expanse of time and context so vast that only thoughts could bridge the gap."

"all its jittering pathetic ruined numbers
that would never sing again, or tell a story."

"Were the words more naked down here, or did I just possess more knowledge now?"

"That's how the madness of the world tries to colonise you: from the outside in, forcing you to live in its reality."

"...and when you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonise you."

"...these things are so much cultural babble. If they want anything, the dead want a rest from all that."

"The sea is full of water. Why we'll never know."

"Then from the cut on his forehead there seemed to radiate threads of infinite length, and of a strength that one could trust to - threads that linked one to all knowledge past and present. He felt that he controlled all wisdom, as a driver controls his four-in-hand. Knowledge, he perceived, belonged to him as the air belongs to the eagle. He swam in it, as a great fish in a limitless ocean."

"Then she said: 'Ninety per cent of what we see every day is an artefact of some other process. Of the things that are really going on.'"

"Perception of a state is not the state."

"... he knew that his ability to see himself clearly - to encounter himself as a continuity - had, quite early on in their relationship, been corrupted by his attempts to bring her into focus."

"We seem born to be dissatisfied. And our thirst for knowledge is but a special instance of this dissatisfaction."

"Then we do not merely have knowledge about things, but have made knowledge into a real self-governing organism; our actual working consciousness has risen beyond a mere passive reception of truths."

"But answers weren't forthcoming, and the diary's language was empty because its true object - her own anxiety - would always remain both present and unstated: so that every observation suggested more than it could ever contain."

"When describing any kind of creative activity we speak of a “freedom of style” or “freedom of expression” in a way that indicates an inner conquest of outer restraints. This inner conquest is the theme of the book, and it is in this sense that I believe the title The Philosophy of Freedom would be understood today."