Monday, June 20, 2005

Divine Specific

'And Louis says, "That means something. But what?"' 'The earth hangs heavy beneath me.' 'For soon in the hot midday when the bees hum round the hollyhocks my lover will come.' Whatever the light touched became dowered with a fanatical existence. A jar was so green that the eye seemed sucked up through a funnel by its intensity and stuck to it like a limpet. 'We suffered terribly as we became separate bodies.' 'I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.' 'One can learn Spanish, one thinks, by tying a string to the right toe and waking early.' 'Tuesday follows Monday; then comes Wednesday.' 'Tuesday follows Monday; Wednesday Tuesday.' 'The clay-coloured, earthy nondescript animal of the field here erects himself and with infinite ingenuity and effort puts up a fight against the green woods and green fields and sheep advancing with measured tread, munching.' 'Swelling, perpetually augmented, there is a vast accumulation of unrecorded matter in my head.' 'I addressed my self as one would speak to a companion with whom one is voyaging to the North Pole.' —Virginia Woolf, from "The Waves"

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