SOMEONE'S BLESSED GROVES

now that at last this ritual was performed, his duty to the goddess done, they came to places of delight, to green park land, where souls take ease amid the Blessed Groves.

The mind always tries to break out of confinement. It has tried every sort of interest which presents itself, even a flight to the moon. But the only thing which will finally interest it must be its own intrinsic nature. In itself it must find devices which will permit it to survive.

—William Carlos Williams, from a letter to John C. Thirlwall, 13 January 1955. 

(Source: proustitute)

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