A Kite Is a Victim A kite is a victim you are sure of. You love it because it pulls gentle enough to call you master, strong enough to call you fool; because it lives like a desperate trained falcon in the high sweet air, and you can always haul it down to tame it… Continue reading Leonard Cohen
I want to tell you about your heart—you’ve probably been neglecting your heart—and you don’t know. — F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise. (Scribner March 26, 1920)
If I stopped and thought, maybe the world can’t be saved, the pain was unbearable. — Mary Oliver, from “The Moths,” Dream Work. (The Atlantic Monthly Press May 1986)
But Lord, how much love, how much love I used to experience in my daydreams… — Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground. (Vintage; Reprint edition August 30, 1994) Originally published 1864.
I am simply a wounded and dying man. Who can be more regal than a dying man? — Alasdair Gray, Lanark. (Canongate Pub Ltd March 2003) Originally published 1981.
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope. —Walter Benjamin
I move in the descent of days from what was dreamed to what remains. — Wendell Berry, from “Boone,” New Collected Poems (Counterpoint Press 2012)