Late Fragment by Raymond Carver might just be my favourite

Late Fragment by Raymond Carver might just be my favourite

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When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn’t that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows. But it also devours. - Raymond Carver, Late Fragment

When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn’t that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows. But it also devours. - Raymond Carver, Late Fragment

what we talk about when we talk about love - Raymond Carver.

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what we talk about when we talk about love - Raymond Carver.

the sky is taking on light, though the moon still hangs pale over water...death and ambition (Happiness - Raymond Carver)

the sky is taking on light, though the moon still hangs pale over water...death and ambition (Happiness - Raymond Carver)

Late Fragment, beloved upon this earth. Raymond Carver

Late Fragment, beloved upon this earth. Raymond Carver

« Réveillé ce matin avec une envie terrible de rester au lit toute la journée et de lire. » - Raymond Carver #Livre #Lecture #Passion #Citation #Extrait #Vacances

« Réveillé ce matin avec une envie terrible de rester au lit toute la journée et de lire. » - Raymond Carver #Livre #Lecture #Passion #Citation #Extrait #Vacances

"There are significant moments in everyone’s day that can make literature. You have to be alert to them and pay attention to them." -Raymond Carver

"There are significant moments in everyone’s day that can make literature. You have to be alert to them and pay attention to them." -Raymond Carver

“But he stays by the window, remembering that life. They had laughed. They had leaned on each other and laughed until the tears had come, while everything else—the cold and where he'd go in it—was outside, for a while anyway.” Distance by Raymond Carver

“But he stays by the window, remembering that life. They had laughed. They had leaned on each other and laughed until the tears had come, while everything else—the cold and where he'd go in it—was outside, for a while anyway.” Distance by Raymond Carver

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