Making art in America is about saving one's soul.
Charles SimicRead
I was already dozing off in the shade, dreaming that the rustling trees were my many selves explaining themselves all at the same time so that I could not make out a single word. My life was a beautiful mystery on the verge of understanding, always on the verge! Think of it!
Interpretation
Life is a beautiful enigma, filled with moments of introspection and self-discovery.
In this quote, Charles Simic reflects on the complexities and mysteries of life, depicting it as a series of overlapping experiences and identities that are hard to grasp yet profoundly beautiful. He suggests that our understanding of life is always just out of reach, inviting us to embrace the unknown and find beauty in the journey of self-exploration.
In practice
During a philosophy discussion, you might use this quote to illustrate the idea that life has complexities that can be beautiful.
Making art in America is about saving one's soul.
Insomnia is an all-night travel agency with posters advertising faraway places.
The plain truth is we are going to die. Here I am, a teeny spec surrounded by boundless space and time, arguing with the whole of creation, shaking my fist, sputtering, growing even eloquent at times, and then-poof! I am gone. Swept off once and for all. I think that is very, very funny.
A poem is an invitation to a voyage. As in life, we travel to see fresh sights.
If I believe in anything, it is in the dark night of the soul. Awe is my religion, and mystery is its church.
We name one thing and then another. That’s how time enters poetry. Space, on the other hand, comes into being through the attention we pay to each word. The more intense our attention, the more space, and there’s a lot of space inside words.
To enjoy life, you don't need fancy nonsense, but you do need to control your time and realize that most things just aren't as serious as you make them out to be.
I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting
And with the passing years, what had once seemed like a miracle or the luckiest of chances and which he had always promised himself he would never become enslaved by, has gradually become his sole reason to go on living.
I would love to continue in music, with writing... but I am not the kind of person who will hang around if I start to become irrelevant. If that happens, I will bow down gracefully, raise my kids, and have a garden. And I am going to let my hair go gray when I am older. I don't need to be blonde when I'm 60!
the other guineahen died of a broken heart and we came to New York. I used to sit at a table,drawing wings with a pencil that kept breaking and i kept remembering how your mind looked when it slept for several years,to wake up asking why. So then you turned into a photograph of somebody who’s trying not to laugh at somebody who’s trying not to cry
I've lived a life that's full, I traveled each and ev'ry highway, And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
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