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the story-tellers, part 2
milan kunderaanyone whose goal is "something higher" must expect some day to suffer vertigo. what is vertigo? fear of falling? then why do we feel it when the observation tower comes equipped with a sturdy handrail? no, vertigo is something other than the fear of falling. it is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.dylan thomaswild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,and learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,do not go gentle into that good night.james joyce
vulcanic lake, the dead sea: no fish, weedless, sunk deep in the earth. a dead sea in a dead land, grey and old. old now. it bore the oldest, the first race. the oldest people. wandered far away over all the earth, captivity to captivity, multiplying, dying, being born everywhere. it lay there now. now it could bear no more. dead: an old woman's: the grey sunken cunt of the world.t.s. eliotapril is the cruellest month, breedinglilacs out of the dead land, mixingmemory and desire, stirringdull roots with spring rainalbert camuswhen you have seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him; and you are torn by the thought of the unhappiness and night you cast, by the mere fact of living, in the hearts you encounter.