Very interesting to me that T. S. Eliot is often quoted as saying "Good poets borrow. Great poets steal." When in fact what he actually said was "One of the surest of tests is the way in which a poet borrows. Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different. The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique, utterly different from that from which it was torn; the bad poet throws it into something which has no cohesion. A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time, or alien in language, or diverse in interest." Which of course has a completely different meaning, less "All the greats plagiarize," and more "Completely original ideas are a fantasy; the originality lies in how you weave an idea that has been previously woven differently."
“I write to find out what I’m thinking.”
— Julia Alvarez
when people from real life stumble upon your tumblr and you’re just
In desperate need of friends who read books, like poetry and want to spend their nights stargazing on the rooftop
“I think you are having a different sort of heartbreak. Maybe a kind of heartbreak of being in the world when you don’t know how to be. If that makes any sense?”
— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces
Franz Wright, from God's Silence; "East Boston, 1996"
[Text ID: The long silences need to be loved, perhaps / more than the words / which arrive / to describe them / in time.]
“There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared I can only think about myself. I become really self- centered, and without meaning to, I hurt people. So I’m not such a wonderful human being.”
— Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
“Don’t ask yourself what you did wrong or how you could have done it differently. Don’t waste your valuable heart and mind trying to figure out why he did what he did. Or thinking back on all the things he said, and wondering what was the truth and what was the lie. The only thing you need to know is that it’s really good news: He’s gone.”
— Greg Behrendt, He’s Just Not That Into You
“There are some feelings you will never find words for; you will learn to name them after the ones who gave them to you.”
— Maza Dohta