Thursday, December 3, 2015

"Not thinking about things was the basis of her contentment. It was her reason for being."

Horsetail and starwort shoved into the sleeve.

"Earlier she had wished to die with her husband--the death of an Indian widow. It was an occult thing, that sacrificial death she dreamed of, a suicide proffered not so much in mourning for her husband's death as in envy of that death. What she desired was not any common, ordinary death, but a slow death, over a protracted period of time. Was it not that in the depth of her jealousy, she sought something that would enable her never to fear jealousy again? Behind this sordid craving, as wretched as a craving for carrion, did there not lurk a fervent desire to have everything for herself--a purposeless greed?"

"A feeling of liberation should contain a bracing feeling of negation, in which liberation itself is not negated. In the moment a captive lion steps out of his cage, he possesses a wider world than the lion who has known only the wilds. While he was in captivity, there were only two worlds to him--the world of the cage, and the world outside the cage. Now he is free. He roars. He attacks people. He eats them. Yet he is not satisfied, for there is no third world that is neither the world of the cage nor the world outside the cage. She, however, had in her heart not the slightest interest in these matters. Her soul knew nothing but affirmation."

"Are not old men's ears like pure shells, incessantly washed and filled with wisdom."

"Her dreams veered at times, and at one moment her existence seemed to be carried away into the darkness of outer space in one great swing of a beautiful cradle, turbulently tossed on gleaming columns of water."

"... He went so far as to wonder whether he was committing a sacrilege by owning objects consecrated in earlier times: altar cards, chasubles, and custodials; and this thought, of being in a state of sin, filled with him with a kind of pride and relief; in its he detected a sacrilegious pleasure, but these sacrileges pleasure, but these sacrileges were debatable, or at any rate not very grave, since in fact he loved those objects and did not debase their function..."

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