Freedom of the soul, I feel, was crucial for these pitiful pigeons. Without it, life is meaningless, and yet they seem never even to have heard of the word.
Revision of Paula Modersohn-Becker’s, Self-Portrait with Amber Necklace, 1906 oil on canvas, 24 x 18 inches
Work of sight is achieved,
now for some heart-work
on all those pictures, those prisoned creatures within you!
You conquered them; but do not know them as yet,
Behold, O man within, the maiden within you!—
Creature won from a thousand natures, creature
only just won, but never,
as yet, belov’d.
Turning by Rainer Maria Rilke
So why do I write, torturing myself to put it down? Because in spite of myself I’ve learned some things. Without the possibility of action, all knowledge comes to one labeled “file and forget,” and I can neither file nor forget.
—Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison. Ellison was born on this day in 1914. (via penamerican)