(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)
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