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Quotes About Fissure

We lie under the sheet after making love, speaking of loneliness relieved in a book relived in a book so on that page the clot and fissure of it appears words of a man in pain a naked word entering the clot a hand grasping through bars: deliverance What happens between us has happened for centuries we know it from literature still it happens sexual jealousy outflung hand beating bed dryness of mouth after panting there are books that describe all this and they are useless
~ Adrienne Rich
Poetry exists partly to undermine the certainties of an accepted intellectual system, by opening a fissure of awareness at which the reality of the unconquered world may enter.
~ Germaine Greer
Having no name to call on was having no past; having no past pointed to the fissure between the past and the present. That fissure is represented in the Door of No Return: that place where our ancestors departed one world for another; the Old World for the New. The place where all names were forgotten and all beginnings recast.
~ Dionne Brand
Duress, as I shall argue, has temporal, spatial, and affective coordinates. Its impress may be intangible, but it is not a faint scent of the past. It may be an indelible if invisible gash. It may sometimes be a trace but more often an enduring fissure, a durable mark. One task, then, is to train our senses beyond the more easily identifiable forms that some colonial scholarship schools us to recognize and see.
~ Ann Laura Stoler
Los movimientos socialmente anómalos dejan fisuras en el entramado convencional por donde se escapan los espíritus más libres
~ Rosa Montero
There is a fissure in my vision and madness will always rush through.
~ Anais Nin
When human pain has struck me fiercely, when anger has corroded me, I rise, I always rise after the crucifixion, and I am in terror of my ascensions. THE FISSURE IN REALITY. The divine departure. I fall. I fall into darkness after the collusion with pain, and after pain the divine departure.
~ Anais Nin
As is said about most writers, on the one hand, all I ever did from when I was a child was read, and I was a loner, which was furthered by my parents and my upbringing. On the other hand, the more I read, the more I felt this well-known fissure between me and the world.
~ Elfriede Jelinek
A plumped feather bed may have looked divine, but occupants quickly found themselves sinking into a hard, airless fissure between billowy hills. Support was on a lattice of ropes, which could be tightened with a key when they began to sag (hence the expression sleep tight).
~ Bill Bryson
In the blank wall of the world's indifference there had appeared a tiny snakelike fissure
~ Vasily Grossman
We search for patterns, you see, only to find where the patterns break. And it's there, in that fissure, that we pitch our tents and wait.
~ Nicole Krauss
Nuestra conciencia de existir no es un punto en la eternidad, sino una fisura, una falla, una grieta que se extiende a todo lo ancho del tiempo metafísico y lo parte en dos mitades y se dibuja luminosa (por estrecha que sea) entre los dos tableros del antes y el después.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
yo tenía la certeza absoluta de que ese momento de la llegada empataría con el de la partida sin ninguna fisura, en dócil solución de continuidad.
~ Laura Restrepo
No one can predict at the outset where the life stream will lead, but those moments of fissure, rupture, diversion, and frustration require choice and can become springboards to opportunity.
~ Unknown
These contradictions begin to split a person in two. Body and mind fall apart from each other, and it is in this fissure that an eating disorder may flourish, in the silence that surrounds this confusion that an eating disorder may fester and thrive. An eating disorder is
~ Marya Hornbacher
What does it remember? Itself, death as memory. An immense memory in which one dies. First to forget. To remember only where one remembers nothing. To forget: to remember everything as though by way of forgetting. There is a profoundly forgotten point from which every memory radiates. Everything is exalted in memory from something which is forgotten, an infinitesimal detail, a minuscule fissure into which it passes in its entirety.
~ Maurice Blanchot