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By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

She was nervous about the future; it made her indelicate. She was one of the most unimportantly wicked women of her time --because she could not let her time alone, and yet could never be a part of it. She wanted to be the reason for everything and so was the cause of nothing. She had the fluency of tongue and action meted out by divine providence to those who cannot think for themselves. She was the master of the over-sweet phrase, the over-tight embrace.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

And must I, perchance, like careful writers, guard myself against the conclusions of my readers?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

When autumn shadows throw their patterns across the land, they are not the images of fragile, dying leaves, not the bared arms of lofty elms, not shadows of a fading summer; but swinging shapes as of books upon a strap, of round and square boxes held under an arm, of hurrying little people heading towards the nearest school.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

If Helen of Troy could have been seen eating peppermints out of a paper bag, it is highly probable that her admirers would have been an entirely different class.It is the thing you are found doing while the horde looks on that you shall be loved for - or ignored.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I was doing well enough until you came along and kicked my stone over, and out I came, all moss and eyes.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

God, children know something they can't tell; they like Red Riding Hood and the wolf in bed!

By Anonym 18 Sep

Djuna Barnes

She was gracious and yet fading, like an old statue in a garden, that symbolizes the weather through which it has endured, and is not so much the work of man as the work of wind and rain and the herd of the seasons, and though formed in men's image is a figure of doom.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

You beat the liver out of a goose to get a pâté; you pound the muscles of a man's cardia to get a philosopher.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Yes, we who are full to the gorge with misery should look well around, doubting everything seen, done, spoken, precisely because we have a word for it, and not its alchemy

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

To love without criticism is to be betrayed.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Certainty always produces questions, uncertainty statements. It is a balancing law of nature.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Well, isn't Bohemia a place where everyone is as good as everyone else - and must not a waiter be a little less than a waiter to be a good Bohemian?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

There's something evil in me that loves evil and degradation--purity's black backside! That loves honesty with a horrid love; or why have I always gone seeking it at the liar's door?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

God,” she cried, “what is love? Man seeking his own head? The human head, so rented by misery that even the teeth weigh! She couldn't tell me the truth because she had never planned it; her life was a continual accident, and how can you be prepared for that? Everything we can't bear in this world, some day we find in one person, and love it all at once.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I went into a lather of misery watching them, and thinking of you, and how in the end you'll all be locked together, like the poor beasts that get their antlers mixed and are found dead that way, their heads fattened with a knowledge of each other that they never wanted, having had to contemplate each other, head-on, eye to eye, until death; well, that will be you and Jenny and Robin.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

New York rose out of the water like a great wave that found it impossible to return again and so remained there in horror, peering out of the million windows man had caged it with.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I have been loved," she said, "by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

The truth is how you say it, and to be 'one's self' is the most shocking custom of all.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

The priceless galaxy of misinformation called the mind.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Suffering for love is how I have learned practically everything I know, love of grandmother up and on.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I am not a critic; to me criticism is so often nothing more than the eye garrulously denouncing the shape of the peephole that gives access to hidden treasure.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Robin told only a little of her life, but she kept repeating in one way or another her wish for a home, as if she were afraid she would be lost again, as if she were aware, without conscious knowledge, that she belonged to Nora, and that if Nora did not make it permanent by her own strength, she would forget.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

An image is a stop the mind makes between uncertainties.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

The night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in torment.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

A man's sorrow runs uphill; true it is difficult for him to bear, but it is also difficult for him to keep.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Too great a sense of identity makes a man feel he can do no wrong. And too little does the same.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I couldn't ever boil potatoes over the heat of your affection. Your love would never bridge a gap; it wouldn't even fill up the hole that the mice came through.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Djuna Barnes

…everything we do is decent when the mind begins to forget — the design of life; and good when we are forgotten — the design of death.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Djuna Barnes

there's something wrong with any art that makes a woman all bust

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go further and, when it does die, gives it that dignity common to a thing one had touched and not ravished

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

None of us suffers as much as we should, or loves as much as we say. Love is the first lie; wisdom the last.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I might have known better, nothing is what everybody wants, the world runs on that law. Personally, if I could, I would instigate Meat-Axe Day, and out of the goodness of my heart I would whack your head off with a couple of others. Every man should be allowed one day and a hatchet just to ease his heart.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Djuna Barnes

the ballerina on perfected toe Spins to the axis of a fortitude That is the sum of all her yesterdays.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

New York is the meeting place of the peoples, the only city where you can hardly find a typical American.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

To think is to be sick.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

One cup poured into another makes different waters; tears shed by one eye would blind if wept into another's eye. The breast we strike in joy is not the breast we strike in pain; any man's smile would be consternation on another's mouth.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them. Stretch it as thin as the temple flesh of an ailing woman and still it serves to ache the bone and to move the bone about; and in like manner the night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in a torment. We will find no comfort until the night melts away; until the fury of the night rots out its fire.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Love becomes the deposit of the heart, analogous in all degrees to the 'findings' in a tomb. As in one will be charted the taken place of the body, the raiment, the utensils necessary to its other life, so in the heart of the lover will be traced, as an indelible shadow, that which he loves.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

I'm a fart in a gale of wind, a humble violet under a cow pat.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

One must not look inward too much, while the inside is yet tender. I do not wish to frighten myself until I can stand it.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

No man needs curing of his individual sickness; his universal malady is what he should look to.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

We are beginning to wonder whether a servant girl hasn't the best of it after all. She knows how the salad tastes without the dressing, and she knows how life's lived before it gets to the parlor door.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Matthew,' she said, 'have you ever loved someone and it became yourself?' For a moment he did not answer.  Taking up the decanter he held it to the light. 'Robin can go anywhere, do anything,' Nora continued, 'because she forgets, and I nowhere because I remember.'  She came toward him.  'Matthew,' she said, 'you think I have always been like this.  Once I was remorseless, but this is another love — it goes everywhere; there is no place for it to stop — it rots me away.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Of course I think of the past and of Paris, what else is there to remember?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

When one wants to become cognizant of the color and the texture of the soil, one does not get a ladder; one gets a shovel. When one wants to get into touch with the texture of the universal mind, one does not go to Boston; one goes to the Bowery.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Djuna Barnes

In the acceptance of depravity the sense of the past is most truly captured. What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance? Corruption is the Age of Time.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Djuna Barnes

Why is it that whenever I hear music I think I’m a bride?