To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope. — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Words bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do. — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Everything depends on liking the people and trusting the people. You have to assume that whatever they do will be as good… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Men know almost nothing about desire, they think it has to do with sexual activity or can be discharged that way. But… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
There are different gradations of personhood in different poems. Some of them seem far away from me and some up close, and… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
I don't read reviews and I don't know what to do with opinions, so I just lose them. They take up space,… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am. — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“Town of the Dragon Vein If you wake up too early listen for it. A sort of inverted whistling the sound of sound. Being… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“You could take the entirety of the common sense of humans and put it in the palm of your hand and still have room… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time. — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“She stumbled then and Geryon caught her other arm, it was like a handful of autumn. He felt huge and wrong. When is it… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“M: ... but everytime I start in everytime I everytime you see I would have to tell the whole story all over again or… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“On the Rules of Perspective A bad trick. Mistake. Dishonesty. These are the views of Braque. Why? Braque rejected perspective. Why? Someone who spends… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
“Look at me. This is nobility in a man: to bear what falls from the gods and not say No.” — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
What is a quote? A quote (cognate with quota) is a cut, a section, a slice of someone's orange. You suck the slice, toss… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
