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Elizabeth Gadd, we couldn’t tell the ocean from the sky. 2012
Andrei Tarkovsky, Ivan’s Childhood, 1961
“I read the poem of a student and in the poem God wandered through a room picking up random objects – a pear, a vase, a shoe – and in bewilderment said, ‘I made this?’. Apparently God had forgotten making anything at all. I awarded this poem a prize, because I was a judge of such matters. I was not really awarding the student, I was awarding God; I knew someday the student would pick up his old poem and say in bewilderment, ‘I made this?’, and at that moment his whole world would be lost in the twilight, and when you are finally lost in the twilight you can not judge anything.”
— “On Twilight,” Mary Reufle
“deus est mortali iuvare mortalem.”
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“For a person to help a person, that is god.”
Pliny the Elder, Natural History II.18
“Ultimately there is light and love and intelligence in this universe. And we are it; we carry that within us. It’s not just something out there, it is within us and this is what we are trying to re-connect with; our original light and love and intelligence, which is who we are, so do not get so distracted by all this other stuff, you know, really remember what we are here on this planet for.”
— Tenzin Palmo
Vangel Naumovski; Pearls of Youth, 1973, Rollicking Whirlwind, 1975, Atlantis, 1977 & Galaxy from the Other Side of the Sun, 1980.
“I’m interested in the idea that once you’ve read a poem you know all its lines at the same time.”
— Alice Notley, from her essay “Notes on ‘Runes and Chords’”, published in Poetry Foundation Blog, March 2021.
Louise Glück, from an interview with poet in Poets & Writers
The Tree of Life (2011) dir. Terrence Malick
“I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. I am going to write fire until it comes out my ears, my eyes, my noseholes—everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor!”
— — Audre Lorde, from “A Burst of Light: Living with Cancer,” The Selected Works of Audre Lorde (via lifeinpoetry)
“How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.”
— Annie Dillard
Is art resistance? Can you plant a garden to stop a war? It depends how you think about time. It depends what you think a seed does, if it’s tossed into fertile soil. But it seems to me that whatever else you do, it’s worth tending to paradise, however you define it and wherever it arises.
— Olivia Laing, from Funny Weather
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“From tiny experiences we build cathedrals.”
— Orhan Pamuk, The Art of Fiction No. 187 (via theparisreview)
Actions are Answers
Me as a therapist: God is a DJ, life is a dancefloor, love is the rhythm, you are the music.
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