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Osip Mandelstam (1891 - 1938) | trans. James Greene
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Carey | Joni Mitchell
I CAN’T STOP THIS SONG
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Sometimes you just want to smoke a joint.
— St. Augustine of Hippo (354-430)
from Letters to a Young Poet | Rilke
The whole thing is to carry the full time and then give birth; to let every impression and every germ of feeling consummate itself entirely within itself, in that which is dark, inexpressible, unconscious and unattainable by your own intelligence, and to await the hour of the delivery of a new clearness of vision. That alone is to live an artistic life, in understanding, as in creating.
In that there is no measuring with time; no year is of any value and ten years are as nothing. To be an artist is this: not to count or to reckon: to ripen like a tree which does not force its sap, but in the storms of spring stands confident without being afraid that afterwards no summer will come. The summer comes all right. But it comes only to the patient, to those who are there as carefree and quiet and immense, as if eternity lay before them.
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Ivan the Terrible killing his son | Ilya Repin
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