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restless artists

“Had they paints or clay or knew the discipline of dance, or strings; had they anything to engage their tremendous curiosity and their gift for metaphor, they might have exchanged their restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided them with all they yearned for.  And like any artist with no artform, they […]

i like this

So you’ll know me
The one thing I will tell you
So you’ll know me
Precisely
When you look for me in the
Crowd of all those faces
Those many, many faces
Which always move back and forth like
The Sea,
Is that I will look nothing like
What you expect me to
Look like.
Do not doubt it, it will work
You will find me, just as […]

written on the body

I always recommend this book and have been known to carry it around in my purse for sometimes months at a time, sharing passages with random people whenever I have the opportunity, its fantastically well written and it always speaks to me. I picked it up again because I loaned it to someone to use […]

to love at all…

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; […]

the prophet: on joy & sorrow

Then a woman said, “Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.”
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold […]

the prophet: on love

Then said Almitra, “Speak to us of Love.”
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among […]

crazy love

I’m crazy about this City.
Daylight slants like a razor cutting the buildings in half. In the top half I see looking faces and it’s not easy to tell which are people, which the work of stonemasons. Below is shadow were any blasé thing takes its place: clarinets and lovemaking, fists and the voices of sorrowful […]

More Bolano

Still wading through The Savage Detectives tonight.  My favorite part of reading is coming a passage that you love so wholly it becomes impossible not to want to share it with everyone:
And then comes the funny part…they just stood there and asked me whether I wrote love letters. Everything, boys, I told them, setting the […]

soul in zen

“There is a tempering that needs to go on, an acknowledgment of our vulnerability and all the things that we don’t know. The simultaneity of our wisdom and our foolishness. This is “The Clearly Enlightened Person Falls into a Well” koan. You can actually have a very deep understanding of the spiritual world and still […]

White Teeth

If you enjoy reading, and you haven’t read White Teeth by Zadie Smith, I’m not going to gasp in horror, but I will say that you should take this as the highest form of recommendation and get on the ball. Find out more about the book here and here.
I’d read the book a few years […]

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