lifted phrases from the rings of saturn

fear of the false
sand in flaubert — sand conquered all
durer’s melancholia
entropy unto perfection
how often buried—reburials
rembrandt’s the anatomy lesson
aris kindt
cartesian rigidity, the greenish annihilated body
where i supposed the earth to be
the garden of cyrus, quincunx
brehm’s thierleben
descensions always a descent, every beginning implies a descent
the opium of time
old families last not three oaks
sepulture
a man may carry his own pyre
purple silk in the urn of patroclus
relentless conquest of darkness
St Jerome in the desert
story of the mad Gadarene
cutting himself with stones, he answered
My name is Legion: for we are many
human reason imagines a master it can defer to so to become deserving of annihilation
what manner of theatre is a dream
gods tabernacle amongst mankind
tristes tropiques, campos elyseos
service workers as angels
the eyes of johan sobieski
florian’s gate

by hook or by crook
stendhalien, meant to cut the gordian knot
rossini and meyerbeer
lowestoft, aspidistras
history requires a falsification of perspective
mémoires d' outre tombe
i could foresee the moment at which i would be obliged to leave
you no longer have a native country
squander happiness to indulge a talent
with each do you remember?
charlotte ives
memories lie dormant until woken by some trifle and blind us to life
chronicler writing down experiences onto own body as self mutilation
carthusian monastery
estates enabled ruling elite to imagine themselves surrounded by boundless lands where nothing offended the eye
they will give shade to me
environmental anxiety
molinea of sedan
maria schurman of utrecht
sericulture as holocaust metaphor
maundy thursday
soul dying would not he distracted by reflection of itself or last glimpse of the land now being lost forever