Until the missing story of ourselves is told, nothing besides told can suffice us: we shall go on quietly craving it.
Laura RidingPoetry is a sleep-maker for that which sits up late in us listening for the footfall of the future on to-day's doorstep.
Laura RidingWe live on the circumference of a hollow circle. We draw the circumference, like spiders, out of ourselves: it is all criticism of criticism.
Laura RidingHow our story has been divided up among the truth-telling professions! Religion, philosophy, history, poetry, compete with each other for our ears; and science competes with all together. And for each we have a different set of ears. But, though we hear much, what we are told is as nothing: none of it gives us ourselves, rather each story-kind steals us to make its reality of us.
Laura Riding