(She catches sight of herself in the mirror. Go in fear of hyperbole) —Ann Lauterbach, The Night Sky. (Viking Adult; First Edition edition May 5, 2005) Advertisements
The ugliest thing in the world is the truth. Who doesn’t want to die like May rain over the lilacs, like wild carrots in a ditch? —Henrik Nordbrandt, from “Cathedral,” The American Poetry Review, Thu, 01 Jul 2010.
I’ve lost the plot. I am the unreliable narrator of my own story. — Hugh Dancy [Will Graham], Hannibal, Season 2 Episode 2 “Sakizuke” (2014) Based on the novels by Thomas Harris. Executive producer Brian Fuller.
‘Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ‘Tis Living—hurts us more— — Emily Dickinson, from “’Tis not that Dying hurts us so—,” , The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (Little, Brown & Co.,1960)
If your eyes could speak, what would they say? — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief. (Knopf Books for Young Readers; First edition March 14, 2006)
Clarity In the sense of transparence, I don’t mean that much can be explained Clarity in the sense of silence. — George Oppen, from “Of Being Numerous: Sections 1-22 (1968) ,” New Collected Poems. (New Directions Publishing Corporation; First Edition edition February 2002)
Every sensitive person carries in himself old cities enclosed by ancient walls —Robert Walser. A German-speaking Swiss writer, Walser is understood to be the missing link between Kleist and Kafka. Confined to a sanatorium in Herisau, Switzerland, he used to write ‘micrograms’, (undecipherable short texts handwritten in a nano text-size) and take long walks. On… Continue reading Robert Walser