Lee

[ihateiu]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I should be driven desperate if I knew who I was. I meet somebody who says “you’re this or that”, and I feel like I don’t want to be anything.

Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Daniel Weissbort, from “In The Evening,”

[loxlla]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I felt a little sad and weary, but my heart was satisfied. Something in me was ripening in these painful yet commonplace experiences.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by Richard Howard, from “The Rock Garden,”

[philosophybits]

“The purest heart is precisely the one most willing to comprehend his own guilt most deeply.”

— Søren Kierkegaard, Three Discourses on Imagined Occasions

[queensummit]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I am so tired I could lie down among the trees until I was nothing,”

— Lynn Emanuel, from “After Your Letter of Elegant Goodbye,” featured in “When She Named Fire: An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry by American Women,”

[macrolit]

Remembrance of Things Past, Marcel Proust

[thriftdyke]

[weltenwellen]

Sandra M. Castillo, from “Letter to Yeni on Peering into Her Life”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“This spring is so gentle that I cannot sleep; I cannot contain my tears,”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by Richard Howard, from “The Rock Garden,”

[luthienne]

Camille Norton, Corruption: Poems

[philosophybits]

“One keeps forgetting to go down to the foundations. One doesn’t put the question marks deep down enough.”

— Ludwig Wittgenstein, Culture and Value

[philosophybits]

“There is only one inborn erroneous notion… that we exist in order to be happy. So long as we persist in this inborn error… the world seems to us full of contradictions. For at every step, in great things and small, we are bound to experience that the world and life are certainly not arranged for the purpose of maintaining a happy existence… hence the countenances of almost all elderly persons wear the expression of disappointment.”

— Arthur Schopenhauer, The World as Will and Representation

[sustancy]

[marmalade-cabin]

some linen garments and sheets: *hanging up on a clothesline, catching the sunlight as they dry*

me: nice