I starved (Bukowski)

I starved for my art, I starved to
gain 5 god-damned minutes, 5 hours,
5 days—

Charles Bukowski, from "death is smoking my cigars"

A far greater torment

The unachievable is a far greater torment than the unobtainable.

We say

We are, we say, the damage we have sustained in contact with the world.

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The null

The null annuls nothing: everything is cancelled, rather, by the action of something else.

On computation

Computation is productive corruption.

On death

Death is an emptying of what living has filled.

Nothing special

One can be nothing special and still be special in one's own time.

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The most important thing

The most important thing is to notice things.

What I object to

I don't object to artists surrendering control. I object to their surrendering judgment.

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The citizens (Herbert)

the citizens
don't want to defend themselves
they are attending accelerated courses
on falling to the knees

Zbigniew Herbert, from "Mr Cogito on Upright Attitudes"

Opinion

I would rather have ten unpopular opinions than one factually erroneous one.

Always

Absolutists are always wrong.

Words

Words are the rust of the poem.

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Most of the way

I can write my way most of the way there.

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Better

Better to think of the first day on the last day than to think of the last day on the first day.