The Forgotten Dialect of the Heart How astonishing it is that language can almost mean, and frightening that it does not quite. Love, we say, God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we write, and the words get it all wrong. We say bread and it means according to which nation. French has no word for… Continue reading Jack Gilbert
Loneliness is like sitting in an empty room and being aware of the space around you. It is acondition of separateness. Solitude is becoming one with the space around you. It is a condition of union. Loneliness is small, solitude is large. Loneliness closes in around you; solitude expands toward the infinite. Loneliness has its… Continue reading Kent Nerburn
I have a need of silence and of stars ; Too much is said too loudly ; I am dazed. The silken sound of whirled infinity Is lost in voices shouting to be heard. — William Alexander Percy, from “In New York,” In April Once. (Hesperides Press October 26, 2007) Originally published 1920.
There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall. ― Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette, from “Freedom,” (1908) Oeuvres complètes en seize volumes. (Flammarion November 19, 1992) Originally published April… Continue reading Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette
but fate is not entirely to blame. we have wasted our chances, we have strangled our own hearts. — Charles Bukowski, from “misbegotten paradise,” New Poems Book Two. (Virgin Books June 30, 2008)
I love your silences, they are like mine. You are the only being before whom I am not distressed by my own silences. You have a vehement silence, one feels it is charged with essences, it is a strangely alive silence, like a trap open over a well, from which one can hear the secret… Continue reading Anaïs Nin
I am moved by fancies that are curled Around these images, and cling: The notion of some infinitely gentle Infinitely suffering thing. — T. S. Eliot, from “Preludes,” Prufrock and Other Observations. (Forgotten Books September 27, 2015) Originally published 1917.