I don’t write poetry when I wish, I write when I can’t, when my larynx is flooded and my throat is shut. My poems are more my silence than my speech. Just as music is a kind of quiet. Sounds are needed only to unveil the various layers of silence.
Anna Kamieńska, from Astonishments: Selected Poems (via violentwavesofemotion)
I write to say the same thing over and over, as on a palimpsest. I write to confirm that I have nothing to say, or rather that all I have to say is nothing – that it’s nothing compared to the everyday. The everyday that’s hidden in the ordinary, somewhere within or beyond ordinary life. Which trumps all. Which has no opinion of me.
Frenet, from Journal (via violentwavesofemotion)
The power to change one’s life comes from a paragraph, a lone remark. The lines that penetrate us are slender, like the flukes that live in river water and enter the bodies of swimmers…How can we imagine what our lives should be without the illumination of the lives of others?
James Salter, LIGHT YEARS (via rebeccaschinsky)
Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourses of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.
Helen Keller (via larmoyante)