Maybe We Do Not Cry About, But Rather Near Or Around. Maybe All Our Explanations Are Stories Constructed

if I presume to understand negative capability, am I then incapable of it, since it is the capability of being in the presence of an uncertainty without reaching to understand it? [...] If negative capability works at all, it works in reverse, a kind of negative negative capability—which would make it positive—where very real anxiety and irritability over mystery and doubt enable the poet—no, propel him—into the world of the eye, the pure perceptual habit that checks all cognitive drives, not before they’ve begun but after they’ve begun, and done their damage.

Mary Ruefle, On Fear

We live by the waters breaking out of the heart.

Anne Carson, Kinds of Water

I found this really cool list of women’s translations of ancient Greek and Roman texts! It lists English-language translations dating from the 17th century to 2015. 

I remember thinking my father was mean but knowing he was kind. I remember thinking my father was kind but knowing he was mean.

Mary Ruefle, Woodtangle

- take it all / - it’s too little

- Agata Tuszyńska, tr. Regina Grol

Portrait Bust of a Woman (detail), Roman, Antonine Period, 140-150 AD

Photo by Erika Dufour

You're the muscle / I cut from the bone and still the bone / remembers, still it wants (so much it wants)

Ada Limón, In A Mexican Restaurant I Recall How Much You Upset Me

‘It is equally vain,’ she thought, ‘for you to think you can protect me, or for me to think I can worship you.’

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

of loveliness in the snow and faithlessness in the flood;

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

in 2005, bon iver locked himself in a log cabin in wisconsin for a now-legendary vibe check