Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
What happens between us
has happened for centuries
we know it from literature
still it happens
there are books that describe all this
and yet they are useless
You walk into the woods behind a house
there in that country
you find a temple
built eighteen hundred years ago
you enter without knowing
what it is you enter
so it is with us
no one knows what may happen
though the books tell everything
burn the texts said Artaud
— Adrienne Rich
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Sunday, August 08, 2010
‘We are too unobservant or too self-centred to fathom one another. Anyone who has seen masks at a ball, dancing amicably together, and holding hands without recognizing one another, only to part a moment later, and neither to meet again nor miss one another, can form a conception of the world at large.’
— Luc de Clapiers de Vauvenargues, ‘Reflections and Maxims’
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