Pedantology
There would still remain the never-resting mind,
So that one would want to escape, come back
To what had been so long composed.
The imperfect is our paradise.
Note that, in this bitterness, delight,
Since the imperfect is so hot in us,
Lies in flawed words and stubborn sounds.
--Wallace Stevens, Poems of Our Climate
So that one would want to escape, come back
To what had been so long composed.
The imperfect is our paradise.
Note that, in this bitterness, delight,
Since the imperfect is so hot in us,
Lies in flawed words and stubborn sounds.
--Wallace Stevens, Poems of Our Climate
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Gotye ft. Kimbra “Somebody That I Used To Know”
“But you didn’t have to cut me off. Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing…Now you’re just somebody that I used to know”
“You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness, like resignation to the end, always the end. So when we found that we could not make sense, well, you said that we would still be friends. But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over.”
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