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Love Itself: In the Letter Box Love Itself: In the Letter Box by Hélène Cixous
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“I clung to your hands so that something human might exist in the chaos.”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box
“I will always be there, I will say to you, the next time. Even after the door. It's neither a gift nor a promise. It's a natural phenomenon. As durable but no more so than a mountain. You can climb on me for millions of years. I am stable, etched by ravines, immobile, torn and flooded by torrential springs.”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box
“We are learning to live with death, with the dead, we are learning with the life of our death in us, to live with cats, with mother, with envelopes, with secrets, to live each instant, we are learning to live, we are learning but we don't know.
Envelopes of instants: are they life, are they death? The answer depends on my force of relife. Today I have the Force. Everything is living. Tomorrow we'll see. Today I have the Force of ascent.”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box
“My soul does everything it can to repair the irreparable.”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box
“In front of us there is an immense garden of words and non-words, a serre, that is, a greenhouse in which are preserved by my care so many things of speech you have given me while leaving me free to cultivate them.”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box
“I never said to you: come back.
Each time that you left forever, I lowered my head and looked at your left hand, I looked at the white carpet in front of the divan on which we were sitting, I didn't say the word, there is no circumstance, then I raised my eyes and looked out the window at the world that was moving away with the solemn slow pace of an ocean liner,”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box
“It beings with fear, passion begins with a fear. Fear is the trembling of faith. One cannot have faith without being afraid. One cannot have faith, no human being. Being human is that: to have faith that's been fractured then stuck back together.”
Hélène Cixous, Love Itself: In the Letter Box