To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope. — Anne Carson, Eros: The Bittersweet. (Dalkey Archive Press; 1st Dalkey Archive ed edition, March 1, 1998) Originally published 1986. Advertisements
I wouldn’t want to marry anybody who was wicked, but I think I’d like it if he could be wicked and wouldn’t. ― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island. (Bantam Books, December 1, 1983) Originally published 1915.
This year we are making nothing but elegies. Do what you are good at, our parents always told us, make what you know. This is what we are making, these songs for the dying. You have to celebrate something. —Margaret Atwood, from “Four Small Elegies,” Two-Headed Poems. (Simon & Schuster March 9, 1981)
Remember the quiet wonders. The world has more need of them than it has for warriors. — Charles de Lint, Moonheart. (Orb Books, February 15, 1994) Originally published October 1984.
Now I need your hidden love, I’m cold as a new razor blade. You left when I told you I was curious… I never said that I was brave. — Leonard Cohen, from “So Long Marianne,” Songs of Leonard Cohen. (Columbia 1967)
Don’t forget – no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell. — Charles de Lint, The Blue Girl. (Firebird; Reprint edition April 6, 2006)
All day I have written words: My subject has been that. Words. And I am wrong. And the words. I burn Three pages of them. Words. And the moon, moonlight, that too I burn. —A poem remains. But in the words, in the words In the fire that is now words. I eat the… Continue reading Robert Sward