David Reader 📚🐳
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Native Californian. Constant reader, occasional writer, former teacher. Quotes are mostly from what I’m reading. #MelvilleMonday
Near San Diego CA
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. . . what the average citizen can not or will not do, is enjoy solitude, to live simply, to crave nothing, and to share what he has when called upon. (16)
Henry Miller / Big Sur
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"We are here to help each other get through this thing, whatever it is."
Vonnegut
Timequake
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Give me a wilderness whose glance no civilization can endure.
Thoreau / Walking
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Everyone is carrying a light that was given to be shared.
Joy Harjo
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I need an ocean to teach me:
whatever it is that I learn - music or consciousness,
the single wave in the sea, the abyss of my being
Neruda
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It was of a night, late, lang time agone, in an auldstane eld . . .
Finnegans Wake
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And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Shelley
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This is the sadness of the sea -
waves like words, all broken -
a sameness of lifting and falling mood.
William Carlos Williams
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I am surprised for the thousandth time at the beauty of the landscape, and I sit down to behold it at my leisure.
Thoreau’s Journal
October 7, 1857
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Now there is nothing in this world I abominate worse, than to be interrupted in a story— (326)
Laurence Sterne
Tristram Shandy
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The extraordinary patience of things!
…the people are a tide
That swells and in time will ebb, and all
Their works dissolve. Meanwhile the image of the pristine beauty
Lives in the very grain of the granite
Robinson Jeffers
from “Carmel Point”
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descending,
and I through this...
entered the quiet air
the new sky,
the light as after a sun-set
Ezra Pound
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And when even dies, the million-tinted,
And the night has come, and planets glinted,
Lo, the valley hollow
Lamp-bestarred!
Robert Louis Stevenson
In the Highlands
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Faith is a fine invention
When gentlemen can see!
But microscopes are prudent
In an emergency!
Emily Dickinson
Letter to Samuel Bowles (1860)
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The art of living :
Filling the blank pages
of each day
in memorable ways
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You may say I’m a dreamer,
But I’m not the only one . . .
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There is a certain part of us that lives outside of time. Perhaps we become aware of our age only at exceptional moments and most of the time we are ageless.
Kundera / Immortality
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I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
H. D. Thoreau / Walden
@consertum
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reading Annie Dillard:
I have a taste for solitude, and silence, and for what Plotinus called “the flight of the alone to the Alone.” I have a taste for solitude.
Teaching a Stone to Talk, Expeditions and Encounters
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there are sounds the planet will always make, even
if there is no one to hear them.
Jorie Graham
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Day’s arches are crumbling into the autumn night.
The fire falls a little and the book is done.
The stillness is the stillness of the mind.
Slowly the room grows dark.
Wallace Stevens/ The Novel
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Ah! I need solitude. I have come forth to this hill at sunset to see the forms of the mountains in the horizon, — to behold and commune with something grander than man.
Thoreau’s Journal
August 14, 1854
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passing . days . hours . minutes
never returning—never ending
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The mistake one makes is to speak to people.
Beckett
from First Love
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Night is the proper and normal state of the special creation of which we form a part. The day, brief in duration as in space, is only proximity to a star.
Victor Hugo
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again this year . . .
I am waiting for a rebirth of wonder
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54. ::2022::
“The stimulus of reading is indispensable to me…even if, of every book, I manage to read no more than a few pages. But those few pages already enclose for me whole universes, which I can never exhaust.”
Italo Calvino
If on a winter’s night a traveler
4.5/5 ⭐️
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What sky! What light! Ah in spite of all it is a blessed thing to be alive in such weather, and out of hospital.
Beckett
All That Fall
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Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it life?
Mary Oliver
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There was only myself
and the world,
and it was I
who was leaving.
And what could I sing
then?
Oh, beautiful world!
I just lay there
and looked at it.
And then it grew dark.
That day was done with.
Mary Oliver
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Ahoy, Shipmates!
Happy
#MelvilleMonday
!
. . . he had but little learning except what he had picked up from the sun and the sea.
Moby-Dick, Ch. 83
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The abyss doesn’t divide us.
The abyss surrounds us.
Wislawa Szymborska
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- "Well? Shall we go?"
- "Yes, let's go."
They do not move.
S. Beckett / Waiting for Godot
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I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife...
John Masefield
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--A glimmer of dream will guide thee in every abyss,
A glimmer of dream.
Amado Nervo
Tr. Samuel Beckett
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—to feel
Greatly, and understand greatly, and express greatly, the natural
Beauty, is the business of poetry.
Robinson Jeffers
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Whoever uses the spirit that is in him creatively is an artist. To make living itself an art, that is the goal. (400)
Henry Miller
(Completed today. Recommended)
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In spite of everything, let’s just go on. What else can we do?
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Every year you shall bloom again, out from where you retired you shall emerge again
Walt Whitman
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Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.
Emily Dickinson
from a letter (1873)
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Beauty - be not caused - It is -
Chase it, and it ceases -
Chase it not, and it abides -
Emily Dickinson
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The weak sea wavered in her rocks and Venus hung over the west between the cliff-butts / Like the last angel of the world, the crystal night deepening.
Robinson Jeffers / Tamar
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How lush the world is,
how full of things that don't belong to me.
Louise Glück
Vespers: Parousia
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