“Do you die as I do and lie in the grave and then rise and see people like ghosts?”
— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Ethel Smyth written c. March 1933

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“Do you die as I do and lie in the grave and then rise and see people like ghosts?”
— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Ethel Smyth written c. March 1933
Jean-Luc Godard / Groupe Dziga Vertov
- A Film Like Any Other / Un film comme les autres
1968.
A dream soul that wanders.
Sheryl Lee, Michael Horse, Kyle MacLachlan | Twin Peaks
Diaries Notes and Sketches (Jonas Mekas, 1969).
Non sempre ho la forza per attraversare questo deserto sanguinoso, eppure so che, se mi costringo a ferirmi fra le sue pareti, eppure so che sboccherò nella luce aperta di un giorno fremente di morbido sole.
Clarice Lispector
C’erano un ragazzino di 14 anni e una ragazzina di 13 anni che si rincorrevano, nascondendosi dietro agli alberi e ridendo e giocando. Ed ecco che all’improvviso si fermano ammutoliti, seri, spaventati e si guardano negli occhi: sapevano che un giorno avrebbero amato.
Clarice Lispector
La mia vita è un completo disastro. È un incontro crudelmente mancato, è una casa vuota. Ma dentro c’è un cane che abbaia. E a me - non resta che abbaiare a Dio. Tornerò a me stessa. È lì che troverò una bambina morta povera.
Clarice Lispector, Un soffio di vita
Tu non sai vivere a partire da un istante-acme: lo senti, ma non sei in grado di prolungarlo in atteggiamento permanente. Non impari da nessuno, non impari da te stessa.
Clarice Lispector, Un soffio di vita
plainwater: essays and poetry — mimnermos: the brainsex paintings (half moon), anne carson
From ‘Tulips’ by Sylvia Plath
Roxane Gay
There is anxiety in being yourself.
Roxane Gay
Feeding a hunger that can never be satisfied — the hunger to stop hurting.
Roxane Gay
It is hard to accept that violence is as simple as it is complicated, that you can love someone who hurts you, that you can stay with someone who hurts you, that you can be hurt by someone who loves you, that you can be hurt by a complete stranger, that you can be hurt in so many, terrible ways.
Roxane Gay