Blue Velvet

Truth that has been merely learned is like an artificial limb, a false tooth, a waxen nose; at best, like a nose made out of another’s flesh; it adheres to us only because it is put on. But truth acquired by thinking of our own is like a natural limb; it alone really belongs to us. This is the fundamental difference between the thinker and the mere man of learning.

Certe volte l'esistenza si rivela con violenza intorno a me. E non la riesco a sopportare.

I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted to lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have no idea—how free.

I wish you a kinder sea.

“ Avvertivo la solitudine mortale che ti coglie alla fine di ogni giorno che è sprecato nella tua vita”

It is June.  I am tired of being brave. We drive to the Cape.  I cultivate myself where the sun gutters from the sky, where the sea swings in like an iron gate and we touch.  In another country people die. My darling, the wind falls in like stones from the whitehearted water and when we touch we enter touch entirely.  No one’s alone. Men kill for this, or for as much.