It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together.
Anne CarsonTo be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
Anne CarsonAll human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
Anne Carson[Short Talk on Sylvia Plath] Did you see her mother on television? She said plain, burned things. She said I thought it an excellent poem but it hurt me. She did not say jungle fear. She did not say jungle hatred wild jungle weeping chop it back chop it. She said self-government she said end of the road. She did not say humming in the middle of the air what you came for chop.
Anne Carson