Who dreams of a son, save one, childless, having no bright face to flatter its own, who dreams of a son?
We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven. - Hilda Doolittle
We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.
- Hilda Doolittle
We don't have to know,only to be:let go the jumble of worn words,reason and vanity. - Hilda Doolittle
We don't have to know,only to be:let go the jumble of worn words,reason and vanity.
When you would think, "what was the use of it," you'll remember something you can't grasp and you'll wonder what it was. - Hilda Doolittle
When you would think, "what was the use of it," you'll remember something you can't grasp and you'll wonder what it was.
Dance until the earth dance. - Hilda Doolittle
Dance until the earth dance.
The quivering of Psyche's butterflies. - Hilda Doolittle
The quivering of Psyche's butterflies.
Words were her plague and words were her redemption. - Hilda Doolittle
Words were her plague and words were her redemption.
The elixir of life, the philosopher's stone is yours if you surrender sterile logic, trivial reason. - Hilda Doolittle
The elixir of life, the philosopher's stone is yours if you surrender sterile logic, trivial reason.
For this beauty, beauty without strength, chokes out life. - Hilda Doolittle
For this beauty, beauty without strength, chokes out life.
No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell; I live; I am alive. - Hilda Doolittle
No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell; I live; I am alive.
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