wellspring
Il y a de certaines choses dont la médiocrité est insupportable : la poésie, la musique, la peinture, le discours public.
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Words are not terms, and thus are not like buckets and kegs from which we scoop a content that is there. Words are wellsprings that are found and dug up in the telling, wellsprings that must be found and dug up again and again, that easily cave in, but that at times also well up when least expected. If we do not go to the spring again and again, the buckets and kegs stay empty, or their content stays stale.
- One thinks of the little virtues & other quotations. Let us not, however, make dust our paper… [↩]