To some extent, I have only lived to have something to outlive. By confiding these futile remembrances to paper, I am conscious of accomplishing the most important act of my life. I was predestined to Memory.
It happened that sometimes I kissed in mirrors the reflection of my face; since the hands, face and tears of Annalena had caressed it, my face seemed suffused to me divinely beautiful and as if suffused with heavenly sweetness.
I didnt think about whether I was writing poems. I was thinking. And the more I was thinking, the more there was I didnt understand.
Disney made a fortune out of inventing the businessmans idea of the imaginary as the contradictory of the businessmans idea of the real.
From this entertainment industry, may the gods of language protect us.
The self is an oral society in which the present is constantly running a dialogue with the past and the future inside of one skin.
I am quite unsatisfied by the distinctions between the oral and literate.
I can manage a prose format as long as I keep closer to Laurence Sterne than to Henry James.
I hardly remember how I started to write poetry. Its hard to imagine what I thought poetry could do.
For several centuries what has passed for song in literary circles was any text that looked like the lyrics for a commonplace melodic setting.
A myth is the name of a terrible lie told by a smelly little brown person to a man in a white suit with a pair of binoculars.
Children frequently sing meaningful phrases to themselves over and over again before they learn to make a distinction between singing and saying.
“Within tears, find hidden laughter Seek treasures amid ruins, sincere one. ”
“Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.”
“God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches by means of opposites so that you will have two wings to fly, not one”
“When you feel a peaceful joy, thats when you are near truth.”
“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Dont go back to sleep.”
“They say there is a doorway from heart to heart, but what is the use of a door when there are no walls?”
“Like a sculptor, if necessary, carve a friend out of stone. Realize that your inner sight is blind and try to see a treasure in everyone.”