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January 2012

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“their heart grew cold
they let their wings down”
—Sappho, fragment translated by Anne Carson in If Not, Winter (via proustitute)
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“…they were taught to walk with downcast eyes, and to smile with gentle melancholy, and to sing the songs of the Goddess, which were about absence and silence, about unfulfilled love and unexpressed regret, and wordlessness — songs about the impossibility of singing.” —from The Blind Assassin, Margaret Atwood
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#margaret atwood #sacrifice #the blind assassin #fantasy #novels #paradox
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