Heart weeps. Head tries to help heart. Head tells heart how it is, again: You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday. Heart feels better, then. But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart. Heart is so new to this. I want them back, says heart. Head is all heart has. Help, head. Help heart.
I don’t like to hurt people’s feelings, and I don’t like to knock other writers as a matter of principle. - Lydia Davis
I don’t like to hurt people’s feelings, and I don’t like to knock other writers as a matter of principle.
- Lydia Davis
Art is not in some far-off place. - Lydia Davis
Art is not in some far-off place.
Do what you want to do, and don't worry if it's a little odd or doesn't fit the market. - Lydia Davis
Do what you want to do, and don't worry if it's a little odd or doesn't fit the market.
Nearly every morning, a certain woman in our community comes running out of her house with her face white and her overcoat flapping wildly. She cries… - Lydia Davis
Nearly every morning, a certain woman in our community comes running out of her house with her face white and her overcoat flapping wildly. She cries…
The moment when a limit is reached, when there is nothing ahead but darkness: something comes in to help that is not real. Another way all this is li… - Lydia Davis
The moment when a limit is reached, when there is nothing ahead but darkness: something comes in to help that is not real. Another way all this is li…
Like a tropical storm, I, too, may one day become ‘better organized. - Lydia Davis
Like a tropical storm, I, too, may one day become ‘better organized.
I looked like a woman in glasses, but I had dreams of leading a very different kind of life, the life of a woman who would not wear glasses, the kind… - Lydia Davis
I looked like a woman in glasses, but I had dreams of leading a very different kind of life, the life of a woman who would not wear glasses, the kind…
I don't believe a good poet is very often deliberately obscure. A poet writes in a way necessary to him or her; the reader may then find the poem dif… - Lydia Davis
I don't believe a good poet is very often deliberately obscure. A poet writes in a way necessary to him or her; the reader may then find the poem dif…
I never dream in French, but certain French words seem better or more fun than English words - like 'pois chiches' for chick peas! - Lydia Davis
I never dream in French, but certain French words seem better or more fun than English words - like 'pois chiches' for chick peas!
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