I want to travel in Europe, Alyosha, I shall set off from here. And yet I know that I am only going to a graveyard, but it’s a most precious graveyard, that’s what it is! Precious are the dead that lie there, every stone over them speaks of such burning life in the past, of […]
… my Lolita remarked: “You know, what’s so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own”; and it struck me, as my automaton knees went up and down, that I simply did not know a thing about my darling’s mind and that quite possibly, behind the awful juvenile clichés, there was in […]
When something is new and hard and bright, there ought to be something a little better for it than just being safe, since the same things are just the things that folks have been doing so long they have worn the edges off and there’s nothing to the doing of them that leaves a man […]
my love is building a building around you,a frail slippery house,a strong fragile house (beginning at the singular beginning of your smile)a skillful uncouth prison,a precise clumsy prison(building thatandthis into Thus, Around the reckless magic of your mouth) my love is building a magic,a discrete tower of magic and(as i guess) when Farmer Death(whom fairies […]
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Me up at does out of the floor quietly Stare a poisoned mouse still who alive is asking What have i done that You wouldn’t have E. E. Cummings
CLYTEMNESTRA: You hate me, my child, but what disturbs me more is your likeness to me, as I was once. I used to have those clean-cut features, that fever in the blood, those smoldering eyes—and nothing good came of them. ELECTRA: No! Don’t say I’m like you! Tell me, Philebus—you can see us side by […]
THE TUTOR: No memories, master? What ingratitude, considering that I gave ten years of my life to stocking you wit them! And what of all the journeys we have made together all the towns we visited? And the course in archeology composed specially for you? No memories, indeed! Palaces, shrines, and temples—with so many of […]
ESTELLE: Anyhow, you must remember. You must have had reasons for acting as you did. GARCIN: I had. ESTELLE: Well? GARCIN: But were they the real reasons? ESTELLE You’ve a twisted mind, that’s your trouble. Plaguing yourself over such trifles! GARCIN: I’d thought it all out, and I wanted to make a stand. But was […]
“Ah, Kannegieter, you are not so simple as you make out,” said the Count. “Why? Because, my friend, the aversion to snakes is a sound human instinct, the people who have got it have kept alive. The snake is the deadliest of all the enemies of men, but what, except our own instinct of good […]
My greatest enemies are Woman and the Sea. These things I hate. Women because they are weak and stupid and love in the shadow of men and are nothing compared to them, and the sea because it has always frustrated me, destroying what I have built, washing away what I have left, wiping clean the […]