Daryl Hine “Among Islands”
We are exiles everywhere we go,
Stranded upon the verandah, castaways
In the family living room, like Crusoe,
Or like Philoctetes, festering,
Having given away the Herculean bow,
With nothing to call our own except the wound.
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
A child lacks wisdom, and some say that what is important is that the child does not die; what kills more surely than lack of wisdom?
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
“There I was, cold, isolated and desperate for something I knew I couldn’t have.
A solution. A remedy. Anything.
…I hated it. Alone and confused was the last place I wanted to be.
Somehow I knew I deserved this.”
― Brian Krans, A Constant Suicide
“I would judge the sanest man to be him who most firmly realizes the tragic isolation of humanity and pursues his essential purposes calmly. I suppose I feel about it this way because I have a delusion of grandeur. I believe myself to be Joe Gould.”
― Joe Gould
― Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
“You’re always saying people don’t like you but people can’t like something that’s not there.”
― Cath Crowley, A Little Wanting Song
― Nancy B. Brewer, Garnet
“There is no insurmountable solitude. All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are. And we must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and silence in order to reach forth to the enchanted place where we can dance our clumsy dance and sing our sorrowful song – but in this dance or in this song there are fulfilled the most ancient rites of our conscience in the awareness of being human and of believing in a common destiny.”
― Pablo Neruda