24 Quotes by Rikki Ducornet

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    An important memory is like a gravitational field – the mind is compelled to return to it again and again. It is like a moon; it lives in light and shadow.

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    The child is born speaking the languages of birds; the child has horns and scales and wings; it has a beak; it has a cloven hoof. He is the sum of all creatures: the ones that swim, the ones that soar, the ones that leap, the ones that maze the earth with burrows.

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    Nature knows no Moral Order. Nature doesn’t give a fig for social conventions or ethical questions. And God cannot respond to or repair evil, because He is not there to witness it.

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    Luckless is that country in which the symbols of procreation are held in horror!′ he wrote, ’while the agents of destruction are revered!

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    Cinematic and symphonic: this is a compelling story revealed in a sequence of voices that are as pitch-perfect as they are irresistible. This is a wonderfully impressive debut: tender, muscled and unforgettable.

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    The purpose of myth, therefore, is to both reveal and conceal. To tell what we have seen and disguise it, to mask God’s forked tongue.

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    I like to imagine that Adam’s tongue, his palate and his lips were always on fire, that the air he breathed was kindled to incandescence each time he cried out in sorrow or delight. If fiction can be said to have a function, it is to release that primary fury of which language, even now, is miraculously capable – from the dry mud of daily use. So that furred, spotted and striped, it may – as it did in Eden – scrawl under every tree as revelation.

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    My pen is the key to a fantastic bordello, and once the gate is opened, it ejaculates a bloody ink. The virgin paper set to shriek evokes worlds heretofore unknown: eruptive, incorruptible, suffocating.

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    The world is a translation of the divine, and its manifestation. To write a text is to propose a reading of the world and reveal its potencies.

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