The stillness and stasis of bed are the perfect opposite of travel: inertia is what I've come to consider the default mode, existentially and electronically speaking. Bed, its utter inactivity, offers a glimpse of eternity, without the drawback of being dead.
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés sleep death inertia bed inactivity
I have done what people do, my life makes a reasonable showing. Can I go back to my books now?
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés words reading books literature
My head aches, my eyes burn, my arms and legs have given up, and my face in the mirror has a grayish cast. The bed, across the room, calls in its unmistakable lover's croon, Come to me, come, only I can make you truly happy, oh, how happy I'll make you, don't resist, remember how you moan with pleasure the instant we touch.....
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés lover rest bed luxury exhaustion chronic-fatigue-syndrome
Parables, yes. We here are to lead life with woe. Tasting bitter.
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés sorrow grief bitterness parables tai-chi
Head held high and lips parted, she breathed in the music, sending it through her torso and arms and legs the way the Tai Chi teacher told us to breath the air, transforming it into energy, motion.
Dancing is the body's song, and Bess sang.
Mots clés dance transformation tai-chi
How did she do it, I'd always wondered. Dancing with Q., I understood. Once in a while the pain falls asleep on the job, and the experienced sufferer knows enough to seize such moments swiftly and without thought - for when we realize we're actually dancing, the jolt of joy wakens the pain.
Laura Acosta
Mots clés dance joy transcendence relief-from-pain
Among some tossed-out books of my daughter's which I rescued...was one too awful to live. I returned it to the trash, resisting the urge to say a few parting words. All day long the thought of its mingling with chicken bones and olive pits nagged at me. Half a dozen times I removed it and replaced it, like an executioner with scruples about capital punishment. Finally I put it on a high shelf where I wouldn't have to see it. Life imprisonment.
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés bad-books
I have managed not to finish certain books. With barely a twinge of conscience, I hurl down what bores me or doesn't give what I crave: ecstasy, transcendence, a thrill of mysterious connection. For, more than anything else, readers are thrill-seekers, though I don't read thrillers, not the kind sold under that label, anyway. They don't thrill; only language thrills.
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés reading books language thrill
Reading. Reading was the stable backdrop against which my life was played.
Lynne Sharon SchwartzHow are we to spend our lives, anyway? That is the real question. We read to seek the answer, and the search itself--the task of a lifetime--becomes the answer.
Lynne Sharon SchwartzMots clés life reading meaning-of-life
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