Saturday, June 12, 2010

Meandering . . .

Today is the birthday of Djuna Barnes (June 12, 1892 – June 18, 1982), novelist, poet, and playwright.

"Life is not to be told, call it as loud as you like, it will not tell itself." - Djuna Barnes

"We are adhering to life now with our last muscle - the heart." - Djuna Barnes

"I am not a critic; to me criticism is so often nothing more than the eye garrulously denouncing the shape of the peephole that gives access to hidden treasure." - Djuna Barnes

"A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow as well as himself — and what is a man's shadow but his upright astonishment?" - Djuna Barnes

"What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance?" - Djuna Barnes

"A strong sense of identity gives man an idea he can do no wrong; too little accomplishes the same." - Djuna Barnes

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