terça-feira, 28 de setembro de 2010

'' Say, sea, / Take me! ''

My river runs to thee:
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!
I ’ll fetch thee brooks        
From spotted nooks,—
Say, sea,
Take me!
Emily Dickinson

“Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence, an impenetrable forest. The air was warm, thick, heavy, sluggish. There was no joy in the brilliance of sunshine. The long stretches of the waterway ran on, deserted, into the gloom of overshadowed distances. On silvery sandbanks hippos and alligators sunned themselves side by side. The broadening waters flowed through a mob of wooded islands; you lost your way on that river as you would in a desert, and butted all day long against shoals, trying to find the channel, till you thought yourself bewitched and cut off forever from everything you had known once -somewhere- far away in another existence perhaps. There were moments when one's past came back to one, as it will sometimes when you have not a moment to spare to yourself; but it came in the shape of an unrestful and noisy dream, remembered with wonder amongst the overwhelming realities of this strange world of plants, and water, and silence. And this stillness of life did not in the least resemble a peace. It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention. It looked at you with a vengeful aspect.” 
― Joseph ConradHeart of Darkness

 The Love Nest, Buster Keaton, 1923

“the mind of man is capable of anything - because everything is in it, all the past as well as the future” 
― Joseph ConradHeart of Darkness

The Boat, Buster Keaton, 1921

“...for there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the mistress of his existence...” 
― Joseph ConradHeart of Darkness

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