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“I put the photographs back in their boxes, then made up my bed and lay down to sleep. Only then I remembered that the telephone was plugged in. I got up again, disconnected it and got back under the covers, directing my thoughts towards my work, trying to remember each and every photograph in each series I'd produced, the sequences in which they occurred, it was a good way of keeping them fresh in my mind, as well as a good way of falling asleep. Usually, only a few minutes went by before my thoughts would be infiltrated by other images, and though I would force them back on track, still more would intrude, and eventually, though not long afterwards, my will would become so weakened, so wearied, that the invasive images would come flooding and usurp my conscious thoughts entirely, I would dissolve into them. without being aware of what was happening.”

the school of night, karl ove knausgaard

p. 94

#reading journal #karl ove knausgård

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from Wrong Norma:

"Now she is alone. There is a pressure to swim well and to use this water correctly. People think swimming is carefree and effortless. A bath! In fact, it is full of anxieties. Every water has its own rules and offering. Misuse is hard to explain. Perhaps involved is that commonplace struggle to know beauty, to know beauty exactly, to put oneself right in its path, to be in the perfect place to hear the nightingale sing, see the groom kiss the bride, clock the comet. Every water has a right place to be, but that place is in motion. You have to keep finding it, keep having it find you. Your movement sinks into and out of it with each stroke. You can fail it with each stroke. What does that mean, fail it."

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