Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.
Anne CarsonProwling the meanings of a word, prowling the history of a person, no use expecting a flood of light. Human words have no main switch. But all those little kidnaps in the dark. And then the luminous, big, shivering, discandied, unrepentant, barking web of them that hangs in your mind when you turn back to the page you were trying to translate...
Anne CarsonStichwörter: words poetry translation
Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.
Anne CarsonOutside, the natural world was enjoying a moment of total strength.
Anne CarsonGod's pity! How long will it feel like burning?
Anne CarsonHegel on sacrifice. The animal dies. The man becomes alert.
Anne CarsonHe came after Homer and before Gertrude Stein, a difficult interval for a poet.
Anne CarsonIt is the task of a lifetime. You can never know enough, never work enough, never use the infinitives and participles oddly enough, never impede the movement harshly enough, never leave the mind quickly enough.
Anne CarsonStichwörter: introduction carson
Who does not end up a female impersonator?
Anne CarsonWe are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. ... We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.
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