Monthly Archives: June 2020

I have seen God, I have heard God: a ray of light under the door of my hotel room.

Celan

The only genres I saw value in, which still conferred meaning, were diaries and essays, the types of literature that did not deal with narrative, but just consisted of a voice, the voice of someone’s own personality, a life, a face, a gaze you could meet.

Knausgaard

Above all, it seems to me that the progress of literature consists in the gradual removal of all fictions.

Handke

Nur so kann geschrieben werden, nur in einem solchen Zusammenhang, mit solcher vollständigen Öffnung des Leibes und der Seele.

Kafka

All things rolling into manifestation. All things rolling into and out of presence. All things rolling and gathering into language.

Richard Capobianco

The landscape thinks itself in me, and I am its consciousness.

Cezanne

God is the present tense.

Anna Kamienska

The supreme paradox of all thought is the attempt to discover something that thought cannot think.

Kierkegaard

Then open yourself. Let the human person come forth. Breathe in the air and the silence.

Kafka

The essential always happens suddenly. Lightning truly means in our language: glance. But the sudden, be it good or evil, requires a long time to be delivered.

Heidegger