"…words have been all my life, all my
life--this need is like the Spider's need who carries before her a huge Burden
of Silk which she must spin out--the silk is her life, her home, her
safety--her food and drink too--and if it is attacked or pulled down, why, what
can she do but make more, spin afresh, design anew…."
“This is where I have always been coming
to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the
mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run.
But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running
elsewhere.”
“There are things which happen and leave no
discernible trace, are not spoken or written of, though it would be very wrong
to say that subsequent events go on indifferently, all the same, as though such
things had never been."
"We must come to grief and regret anyway - and I for
one would rather regret the reality than its phantasm, knowledge than hope, the
deed than the hesitation, true life and not mere sickly potentialities."
"Vocabularies are crossing circles and
loops. We are defined by the lines we choose to cross or to be confined
by."
“I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist
you. No mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed.”
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