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Ah God! she settles down we say; It means her powers slip away It means she draws back day by day From good or bad.
Djuna Barnes -
Destiny and history are untidy.
Djuna Barnes
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Somewhere beneath her hurried curse, A corpse lies bounding in a hearse; And friends and relatives disperse, And are not stirred.
Djuna Barnes -
What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance?
Djuna Barnes -
Suffering for love is how I have learned practically everything I know, love of grandmother up and on.
Djuna Barnes -
I am not a critic; to me criticism is so often nothing more than the eye garrulously denouncing the shape of the peephole that gives access to hidden treasure.
Djuna Barnes -
A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow as well as himself - and what is a man's shadow but his upright astonishment?
Djuna Barnes -
Life is not to be told, call it as loud as you like, it will not tell itself.
Djuna Barnes
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After all, it is not where one washes one's neck that counts but where one moistens one's throat.
Djuna Barnes -
One sees you sitting in the sun Asleep; With the sweeter gifts you had And didn't keep, One grieves that the altars of Your vice lie deep.
Djuna Barnes -
The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections.
Djuna Barnes