What happens: events interiors, snatch them from the cradle, from the source. I want to watch watching arrive. I want to watch arrivances. I want to find the root of needing to eat. And taste it: work of sweat / sleep.
Hélène CixousTags: rootprints
We should write as we dream; we should even try and write, we should all do it for ourselves, it’s very healthy, because it’s the only place where we never lie. At night we don’t lie. Now if we think that our whole lives are built on lying-they are strange buildings-we should try and write as our dreams teach us; shamelessly, fearlessly, and by facing what is inside very human being-sheer violence, disgust, terror, shit, invention, poetry. In our dreams we are criminals; we kill, and we kill with a lot of enjoyment. But we are also the happiest people on earth; we make love as we never make love in life.
Hélène CixousTags: truth writing dreams violence
Wouldn't the worst be, isn't the worst, in truth, that women aren't castrated, that they have only to stop listening to the Sirens (for the Sirens were men) for history to change its meaning? You only have to look at the Medusa straight on to see her. And she's not deadly. She's beautiful and she's laughing.
Hélène CixousTags: feminism
Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard.
Hélène CixousTags: writing feminism self-expression
Wouldn't the worst be, isn't the worst, in truth, that women aren't castrated, that they have only to stop listening to the Sirens (for the Sirens were men) for history to change its meaning?
Hélène CixousTags: feminism
You only have to look at the Medusa straight on to see her. And she's not deadly. She's beautiful and she's laughing.
Hélène CixousTags: inspire
To fly/steal is woman’s gesture, to steal into language to make it fly.
Hélène CixousMeditation needs no results. Meditation can have itself as an end, I meditate without words and on nothingness. What tangles my life is writing.
Hélène CixousTags: writing meditation
Writing is the delicate, difficult, and dangerous means of succeeding in avowing the unavowable.
Hélène CixousTags: writing
I ... overflow; my desires have invented new desire, my body knows unheard-of-songs. Time and again ... I have felt so full of luminous torrents that I could burst - burst with forms much more beautiful than those which are put up in frames and sold for a stinking fortune.
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