February 2012
17 posts
There is a fissure in my vision and madness will always rush through.
“To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there’s the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come…”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet
Anaïs Nin —
“There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.”
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it....
– Franz Kafka
“Wild dreams torment me as I lie. And though a God lives in my heart, though all my power waken at his word, though he can move my every inmost part - yet nothing in the outer world is stirred. Thus by existence tortured and oppressed i crave for death, I long for rest.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: Part One
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not...
– Emily Dickinson