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Transcriptions and Notes I
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Transcriptions and Notes I

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Motion was important. Young men who worked on streetcars, railways, ferries, whose very work suggested undefined potentiality, lured him particularly. He loved movement without destination, action without commitment, journeys that were infinitely renewable and returned him to his starting point. So also he established no proper residence but lived in ill furnished, obscure rooms for transients, leaving himself free to move along, keeping all options open.

p12 New York Review of Books April 2, 1981

review of bio of Walt Whitman by Irvin Ehernpreis

I make all my decisions on intuition. But then I must know why I made that decision. I throw a spear into the darkness. That is intuition. Then I must send an army into the darkness to find the spear. That is intellect.

Ingmar Bergman - NY Times May 8, 81 PC7

On a charcoal kiln

a vine keeps climbing, while

being burnt to death.

Natsume, Soseki

129

...I will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you.

- When you have spoken it 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it.

- Now God delay our rebellion as we are ourselves, what things are we.

- Merely our own traitours. And as in the common course of all treasons, we still see them reveal themselves, till they attaine to their abhorr'd ends: so he that in this action contrives against his own Nobility in his proper stream, over-flows himself.

All's Well that Ends Well - Act 4 - scene 3

5.18.81

Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemie Rather in power then use: and keepe thy friend under thy owne lifes key. Be checkt for silence, But never tax'd for speach. What heaven more will that thee may furnish, and my prayers pluke downe, Fall on they head.

Act I scene I

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Transcriptions and Notes I
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