09.

Cade, you motherless lamb.

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‘I cannot inhabit the mindset of a primitive form of the species: a creature with concepts for stone or tree, but not for arguing that non-existents may have properties but still be non-existent, such as the specifications for a devil.’ — Laura Del-Rivo, ‘Notes on Time’

08.

‘…the inexhaustible energies of despair…’ — Enzo Traverso, Revolution: An Intellectual History.

07.

‘[O]ne day, I too would die and … I would prop myself up and remain upright, looking straight ahead until the last, and, when death triumphed over my gaze, I would be like a proud monument raised with hatred in the face of silence’. — Jacqueline Harman, The Mistress of Silence

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06.

‘Why do all the English poems end with a little laugh?’ — Franco Fortini

05.

‘[T]he notion that one day the red dawn will indeed break over Clapham is the one thing that keeps me going.’ — Angela Carter.

04.

‘…an earth of asymptotic approach to which we beckon, bite of dust…’ — Nathaniel Mackey.

03.

It’s the ultimate capitalist dream, to slip into the quiet of death, & still make a profit.

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