Collected Words

This is a small collection of words I’ve found inspiring over the years:

He searched for himself and his people in all the history books he read and discovered to his youthful astonishment that he didn’t exist. This troubled him so much that he resolved, as soon as he was old enough, to leave his land and find the people who did exist, to see what they looked like.
Ben Okri, Astonishing the Gods

I was nothing, I am nothing, I will be nothing. But I will live out my life in freedom and let noble, considerate souls share in the experiences of this free inner life, by putting them out in the most concentrated form on paper.
Peter Altenberg

Those who disappeared or died because they entered into the bush – whether mallee scrub, dense mountain growth or sandy desert – earned their community the right to stay. Their suffering could be construed as one of the rites of ownership. The telling and retelling of stories of the lost was an affirmation of belonging.
Kim Torney, Babes in the Bush: The Making of an Australian Image

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter – bitter”, he answered,
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”

‘In The Desert’, Stephen Crane

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