Ilze

“Now I am going back
And I have ripped my hand
From your hand as I said I would
And I have made it this far ...”
― Anne Sexton

“Ek is meer bekommerd dat daar nie meer bome vir papier is nie as wat ek bekommerd is oor die toekoms van Afrikaans.”
― Eleanor Baker

“I, who know and tell,
to tribes of women,
stories of dolls in pockets,
that rise alive in secret nights
and given sustenance,-
bread and beer -
succour the girl,
separate kernel from chaff
and help her outwit the witch
who smacks her lips
waiting for failure”
― Dorian Haarhoff, Poemegranates

“Some things do not bear telling. I think my father knew this. I think he knew how words can sometimes flatten the deepest emotions or pin them like wild butterflies stunned out of magnificent flight, flimsiest souvenirs of what moved and coloured air like silk. Better to imagine it.”
― Niall Williams, Four Letters of Love