February 2012
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We do not truly speak except at a distance. There is no word not severed.
– Edmond Jabès, The Book of Margins, trans. Rosmarie Waldrop (via proustitute)
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Imagine walking into a place, say a mega-chain copy shop in a strip mall. It’s...
– John Jeremiah Sullivan, on David Foster Wallace (via sometimesagreatnotion)
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An angle of light. Believe in it.
– Ana Božičević, from “Death, Is All” (via proustitute)
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‘Words and things’ is the entirely serious title of a problem.
– Michel Foucault (via allbecause)
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You start with your own body
then move outward, but not too far.
Never try to...
– “How to be Happy: Another Memo to Myself,” Stephen Dunn (via clavicola)
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I couldn’t name it, the sweet
sadness welling up in me for weeks.
So I...
– Dorianne Laux, “After Twelve Days of Rain” (via grammatolatry)
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Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous ‘I don’t know’.
– Wislawa Szymborska, from her Nobel Prize acceptance speech (via kateoplis)
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The proximity of distance.
– Anna Kamienska, from “In That Great River,” trans. Clare Cavanagh (via proustitute)