My idea is this. Want what you are capable of, and what you are capable of wanting, and be completely clear on the matter, and live according to it.
[Sontag’s Alice In Bed]
Research at Oxford University has identified that swarming behavior is a response to overcrowding. Increased tactile stimulation of the hind legs causes an increase in levels of serotonin. This causes the locust to change color, eat much more, and breed much more easily. The transformation of the locust to the swarming variety is induced by several contacts per minute over a four-hour period.
You tickle a locust, it becomes happy, and then it wants to travel.
OH MY GOD I AM A LOCUST.
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,
ché la diritta via era smarrita.
…Tant’è amara che poco è più morte;
ma per trattar del ben ch’i’ vi trovai,
dirò de l’altre cose ch’i’ v’ho scorte.
The plays that I consider to be about hope, faith and love seem to have depressed everyone else.
Henry VII to Anne Boleyn:
“But if you please to do the office of a true loyal mistress and friend, and to give up yourself body and heart to me, who will be, and have been, your most loyal servant, (if your rigour does not forbid me) I promise you that not only the name shall be given you, but also that I will take you for my only mistress, casting off all others besides you out of my thoughts and affections, and serve you only. I beseech you to give an entire answer to this my rude letter, that I may know on what and how far I may depend. And if it does not please you to answer me in writing, appoint some place where I may have it by word of mouth, and I will go thither with all my heart. No more, for fear of tiring you.”
…and other love-letters of our times.
PS: LADIES – receiving a great love-letter does not necessarily mean your head won’t be chopped off at a later date.
Finally reading JUST KIDS.
“In my low periods, I wondered what was the point of creating art. For whom? Are we animating God? Are we talking to ourselves? And what was the ultimate goal? To have one’s work caged in art’s great zoos — the Modern, the Met, the Louvre?…By [Robert's] example, I understood that what matters is the work…To achieve within the work a perfect balance of faith and execution, from this state of mind comes a light, life charged.”