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1 " I write to you to tell you that you don’t stop being present, close by, that you accompany me everywhere I go, that this world is you, you alone, and that because of that it is larger, that it has found, thanks to you, a new dimension, a new coordinate, the one I could no longer bring myself to grant it, that it is no longer that implacable solitude that forced me at each moment to sack what rose in front of me, to hound myself — that everything changes, changes, changes under your gaze —from a letter to Gisele Celan-Lestrange "
― Paul Celan , Paul Celan: Selections
2 " Unreadability of thisworld. All doubles.The strong clocksback the fissure-hour,hoarsely.You, wedged into your deepest,climb out of yourselffor ever.— Paul Celan, “Unreadability,” Paul Celan: Selections. (University of California Press, March 14th 2005) "
3 " he calls out play death more sweetly Death is a master from Deutschlandhe calls scrape those fiddles more darkly then as smoke you’ll rise in the airthen you’ll have a grave in the clouds there you’ll lie at ease "