I emphasize the distinction between brackets and no brackets because it will affect your reading experience, if you will allow it. Brackets are exciting. Even though you are approaching Sappho in translation, that is no reason you should miss the drama of trying to read a papyrus torn in half or riddled with holes or smaller than a postage stamp--brackets imply a free space of imaginal adventure.

The self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.

Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.

I don't know that we really think any thoughts; we think connections between thoughts. That's where the mind moves, that's what's new, and the thoughts themselves have probably been there in my head or lots of other people's heads for a long time.

We're talking about the struggle to drag a thought over from the mush of the unconscious into some kind of grammar, syntax, human sense; every attempt means starting over with language. Starting over with accuracy.

Comfortable means gradually more and more flattened down, more and more blunt - less and less sharp and biting into you.

Consider incompleteness as a verb.