Category Archives: FROM THE QUOTE BAG

  Sophia is God’s body, the matter of Divinity, permeated with the beginning of divine unity. The thought of Sophia was always present in Christianity; more than that, it existed even before Christianity. – Vladimir Solovyov   Solovyov taught the … Continue reading →

  I guess I’ll just empty out the old quote bag again, starting with some bits of Cults That Kill that I missed when rolling my last little number:   Upper torso, below base of neck, "Satan" printed w/orange lipstick. … Continue reading →

  O.K., I admit it, I can’t stop reading Thomas H. Cook and writing down the choice bits of prose I come across. Like these lines from one of his best books Breakheart Hill: I thought of her all the … Continue reading →

  Do not all the achievements of a poet’s predecessors and contemporaries rightfully belong to him? Why should he shrink from picking flowers where he finds them? Only by making the riches of others our own do we bring anything … Continue reading →

  Let’s shake some heavy stuff out of the Quote Bag, shall we?   IN THAT YE ARE CANNIBALS, what meat should I offer? – Austin Osman Spare   Feeble puffing is not my forte. It will do these fellows … Continue reading →

  He thought that the light had ceased to shine in the west and the black wings of night approached across the misty ocean. European culture had uttered its word. And this word had arisen like an ominous symbol. And … Continue reading →

Man, do I dig Guy de Maupassant! I don’t think people read him that much any more, or study him, except maybe to translate in French class. I think his present semi-obscurity must be because he his forte wasn’t the … Continue reading →

  To you, Mary, A thousand hearts are lifted. In this shadow life They would yearn only for you. They hope to be delivered With presentient desire – If only you would press them, Holy Being, To your true breast. … Continue reading →

  Then, suddenly, our terrible enemies threw off their masks and displayed their true natures. With a gleaming knife, he threatened to end all her further troubles in this world. A dread of being separated from the only white woman … Continue reading →

  The function of man differs from that of other physical beings, for it is the reparation of the disorders in the universe. – Louis Claude de Saint-Martin   But the art of pure contemplation, of creative metaphysics, is difficult, … Continue reading →