Black is the most essential of all colors. Above all, if I may say so, it draws its excitement and vitality from deep and secret sources of health…One must admire black. Nothing can debauch it. ― Odilon Redon Advertisements
i am afraid that if i open myself i will not stop pouring. (why do i fear becoming a river. what mountain gave me such shame.) — Jamie Oliveira, “Erosion,” In Passing. (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform May 9, 2015)
Merely to say the same thing twice—language is language—how is that supposed to get us anywhere? But we do not want to get anywhere. We would like only, for once, to get just to where we are already. — Martin Heidegger, from “Language,” Poetry, Language, Thought. (Harper Perennial Modern Classics; Later Printing Used edition, December… Continue reading Martin Heidegger
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show. — Andrew Wyeth
I can recover my calm by living the metaphors of the ocean. — Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space. (Beacon Press; Reprint edition, April 1, 1994) Originally published 1057.
Beauty has no other origin than a wound, unique, different for each person, hidden or visible, that everyone keeps in himself, that he preserves and to which he withdraws when he wants to leave the world for a temporary but profound solitude. – Jean Genet, Fragments of the Artwork. (Stanford University Press; 1 edition, April… Continue reading Jean Genet
Desire is… Desire is the glow of bathing lunatics. Starlight is the liquid used to power a whispering machine. Humming is the music of a forest moving in unison with your eyes. * A slip of the tongue and the hummingbird’s empty throne make the acquaintance of the word frenzy, which in turn adopts the… Continue reading J. Karl Bogartte