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...she walked in through the out door.

'We were friends, and have become strangers to each other. But this is as it ought to be, and we do not want either to conceal or obscure the fact, as if we had to be ashamed of it. We are two ships, each of which has its goal and its course; we may, to be sure, cross one another in our paths, and celebrate a feast together as we did before - and then the gallant ships lay quietly in one harbour and in one sunshine, so that it might have been thought they were already at their goal, and that they had had one goal. But then the almighty strength of our tasks forced us apart once more into different seas and into different zones, and perhaps we shall never see one another again - or perhaps we may see one another, but not know one another again; the different seas and suns have altered us! That we had to become strangers to one another is the law to which we are subject: just by that shall we become more sacred to one another! Just by that shall the thought of our former friendship become holier! There is probably some immense, invisible curve and stellar orbit in which our courses and goals, so widely different, may be comprehended as small stages of the way - let us raise ourselves to this thought! [...]'

Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science, Book IV Sanctus Januarius

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Se vogliamo che tutto rimanga com'è, bisogna che tutto cambi.
                                   For everything to remain the same, everything must change.

Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, Il Gattopardo


Glasgow, 2007

2017

Don't dwell on it.
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On that day I discovered the marvellous art of James Elaine, who plants in books & botanizes animals.

James Elaine - The Research Room.jpg

James Elaine - Bean Book.jpg

James Elaine - Animal Book I.jpg

On my way back I took the photo of the memorial for a road accident victim. Since three years there are always fresh flowers and lit candles for this boy.

memorial for a road accident victim

Finally I found a dead robin redbreast in the street.

dead robin redbreast

I overcame the temptation to bury him in a book and buried him in the garden instead.

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"Si on me presse, continue-t-il, de dire pourquoi je l'aimais, je sens que cela ne se peut exprimer qu'en répondant: parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi."
Michel de Montaigne, De L'amitié

Why did I love him? Because it was him, because it was me.


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"From Death’s hand I accepted the gift. I knew what it was. I think. Who it was from. Seeing the name and address I laughed and signed without hesitation."

Joyce Carol Oates, Blonde


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Einmal bedurfte es nur eines Wortes von dir
Und die Laufschritte in meinem Rücken fielen ab.
Nur deiner Hand mir unter die Wange geschoben
Und ich schlief.

Marie Luise Kaschnitz, Du sollst nicht

20 years now.

20 years ago you died.

A friend once said that I survived my childhood only because of you, Papa.




I believe an afterlife exists only in the memory and the heritage of the bereaved.

So you're still here.

I inherited your gentleness. And yes, also your violent temper. Your hilarity. Your stubbornness.

Your ability to enchant and to banish.

Never let me go and let me go.

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Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
Ernest Hemingway, Death in the Afternoon

47

Just another day on earth


Tim Walker - Cara Delevingne

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A Haiku about the Brain

I'm not religious
but magic only happens
between two temples

Benedict Smith


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And I talked on, explaining things to him, things I cannot now remember but which at the time were of clear and burning importance.
Helen Macdonald, H is for Hawk


Wicker Chair, Munich 2005

2016.

New Year, still entangled, yet worn.
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There is something
                               something urgent
I have to say to you
               and you alone
[...]
And so
               with fear in my heart
                             I drag it out
and keep on talking
             for I dare not stop.
                        Listen while I talk on
against time.
            It will not be
                         for long.
[...]
Only give me time,
                 time to recall them
                         before I shall speak out.
Give me time,
              time.
[...]
I cannot say
              that I have gone to hell
                         for your love
but often
              found myself there
                         in your pursuit.
I do not like it
              and wanted to be
                         in heaven. Hear me out.
Do not turn away.
I have learned much in my life
              from books
                         and out of them
about love.
[...]
                     a love engendering
gentleness and goodness
               that moved me
                          and that I saw in you.
I should have known,
               though I did not,
                          that the lily-of-the-valley
is a flower that makes many ill
               who whiff it.
[...]

William Carlos Williams, Asphodel, That Greeny Flower I   

Stanislav Ginzburg - Hidden Place I.jpg

Running away is what we both prefered.
But is that
an option -

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Se vogliamo che tutto rimanga com'è, bisogna che tutto cambi.
Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, Il Gattopardo

46

Francesca Woodman - Untitled

Keep your strength. The air will carry you.

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So many people enter and leave your life
Hundreds of thousands of people
You have to keep the door open so they can come in
But it also means you have to let them go
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close


me - July 2014

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