“La șaptezeci și doi de ani, viitorul e ceea ce jelesc. Din facultate n-am uitat-o niciodată pe Mașa în Pescărușul spunând Sunt în doliu după viața mea.” FutureOld AgeMourningChekhov Book:Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016 Source: Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016
“I'm not a fool, I knew from the beginning what couldn't happen. What couldn't happen didn't. The enterprise is abandoned. But half our life is dreams, delirium, everything that underlies that feeds that keeps alive the illusion of sanity, semi- sanity, we allow others to see. The half of me that feeds the rest is in mourning. Mourns. Each time we must mourn, we fear this is the final mourning, this time mourning never will lift.” MourningDreaming Book:Metaphysical Dog Source: Metaphysical Dog
