Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of nothing.
I myself, from the very beginning, Seemed to myself like someone's dream or delirium Or a reflection in someone else's mirror, Without flesh, without meaning, without a name. Already I knew the list of crimes That I was destined to commit.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects on the nature of identity and existential angst, suggesting a feeling of being unreal or lacking true essence.
In this quote, Anna Akhmatova expresses a profound sense of alienation and introspection. She conveys feelings of being like an apparition, devoid of substance and individuality, as if perceiving herself through the distorted lens of another's perspective. This resonates with themes of existential dread where one contemplates their purpose and the weight of their predetermined fate, symbolized by the acknowledgment of the 'list of crimes' she anticipates committing.
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In practice
Example use cases
During a literary discussion on existential themes, this quote can illustrate the feeling of disconnection from oneself.
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If you were music I would listen to you ceaselessly And my low spirits would brighten up.
Not, not mine: it's somebody else's wound; I could never have borne it. So take the thing that happened, hide it, stick it in the ground; whisk the lamps away.
I know beginnings, I know endings too, and life-in-death, and something else I'd rather not recall just now.
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