from this week in September, 1977 (I was 32)
Random Notes
Hemingway, from “Indian Camp”:
“is Dying hard, Daddy?”
“No, I think it’s pretty easy, Nick. It all depends.”
Wilde, “De Profundis”:
“It seems to me that we all look at Nature too much and live with her too little.”
Rimbaud, “Illuminations” (at age twenty):
“Perfect and unpredictable beings will offer themselves for your experiments. Around you the curiosity of ancient crows and idle luxuries will move in dreamily. Your memory and your senses will only serve to feed your creative urge.”
Huddie Leadbetter:
Take this hammer (wahh)
and carry it to the captain (wahh)
Wilde, “De Profundis”
“…there was nothing that either Plato or Christ had said that could not be transferred immediately into the sphere of Art and there find its complete fulfillment.”
“…Christ’s place indeed is with the poets. His whole conception of humanity sprang right out of the imagination and can only be realized by it.”
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