/lit/ - Literature

>>3767243
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Words move, music moves7
Only in time; but that which is only living
Can only die. Words, after speech, reach
Into the silence. Only by the form, the pattern,
Can words or music reach
The stillness, as a Chinese jar still
Moves perpetually in its stillness.
Not the stillness of the violin, while the note lasts,
Not that only, but the co-existence,
Or say that the end precedes the beginning,
And the end and the beginning were always there
Before the beginning and after the end.
And all is always now. Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place,
Will not stay still. Shrieking voices
Scolding, mocking, or merely chattering,
Always assail them. The Word in the desert
Is most attacked by voices of temptation,
The crying shadow in the funeral dance,
The loud lament of the disconsolate chimera.
The detail of the pattern is movement,
As in the figure of the ten stairs.
Desire itself is movement
Not in itself desirable;
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
Sudden in a shaft of sunlight
Even while the dust moves
There rises the hidden laughter
Of children in the foliage
Quick now, here, now, always—
Ridiculous the waste sad time
Stretching before and after.

--T. S. Eliot, "Quartet No. I: Burnt Norton"

>>3758830

is this what you do with your time? do you not understand how exceptionally bizarre you must seem to any reasonable person?

i still don't see what you re trying to accomplish. for all i know, this your odd attempt to idolize me, by systematically altering/expanding my image. if this is your way of somehow critiquing/making fun of me, it's totally lost.

what books/passages have made you cry?

i can point to 5 distinct moments in my adult literary life where i have genuinely shed tears over a text. these include:

1. woolf's the waves
2. fernando pessoa's notebooks
3. wittgenstein's "on certainty"
4. dylan thomas' poem in october
5. tacitus' agricola

so, what's gotten to you?