Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
ANNA KAVAN
"Despairingly she looked all around. She was completely encircled by the tremendous ice walls, which were made fluid by explosions of blinding light, so that they moved and changed with a continuous liquid motion, advancing in torrents of ice, avalanches as big as oceans, flooding everywhere over the doomed world. Wherever she looked, she saw the same fearful encirclement, soaring battlements of ice, an overhanging ring of frigid, fiery, colossal waves about to collapse upon her. Frozen by the deathly cold emanating from the ice, dazzled by the blaze of crystalline ice-light, she felt herself becoming part of the polar vision, her structure becoming one with the structure of ice and snow. As her fate, she accepted the world of ice, shining, shimmering, dead; she resigned herself to the triumph of glaciers and the death of her world."
Thursday, June 16, 2011
JACQUES ELLUL
"I know many people who like watching commercials because they're so funny. They provide relaxation and diversion. People come home after a day's work, from which they derive little satisfaction, and feel the need for diversion and amusement. The word diversion itself is already very significant. When Pascal uses the word diversion he means that people who follow the path of God deviate from the path which leads them to God as a result of diversion and amusement. Instead of thinking of God, they amuse themselves. So, instead of thinking about the problems which have been created by technology and our work we want to amuse ourselves. And that amusement is supplied to us by means of technology. But by means of technology which derives from human technology. For example, in a work situation people are offered the diversion which must serve as compensation."
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
"One cannot get rid of anything, one cannot get over anything, one cannot repel anything-everything hurts. Men and things obtrude too closely; experiences strike one too deeply; memory becomes a festering wound."
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
MARILYNNE ROBINSON
"Having a sister or a friend is like sitting at night in a lighted house. Those outside can watch you if they want, but you need not see them."
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
JEFFREY EUGENIDES
"The singers had bad skin or wore boots. Song after song throbbed with secret pain."
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
PETER SOTOS
"Once again, I think there is little art being done that really owns up to such intense possibilities."
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
BRET EASTON ELLIS
"... where there was nature and earth, life and water, I saw a desert landscape that was unending, resembling some sort of crater, so devoid of reason and light and spirit that the mind could not grasp it on any sort of conscious level and if you came close the mind would reel backward, unable to take it in. It was a vision so clear and real and vital to me that in its purity it was almost abstract. This was what I could understand, this was how I lived my life, what I constructed my movement around, how I dealt with the tangible. This was the geography around which my reality revolved: it did not occur to me, ever, that people were good or that a man was capable of change, or that the world could be a better place through one’s taking pleasure in a look or a feeling or a gesture, or receiving another person’s love or kindness. Nothing was affirmative, the term 'generosity of spirit' applied to nothing, was a cliche, was some kind of bad joke. Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire-meaningless. Intellect is not a cure. Justice is dead. Fear, recrimination, innocence, sympathy, guilt, waste, failure, grief, were things, emotions, that no one really felt anymore. Reflection is useless, the world is senseless. Evil is its only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in... this was civilization as I saw it, colossal and jagged."
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
BRET EASTON ELLIS
"Blair got tan and so did I, and by the end of the week, all we did was watch television, even though the reception wasn’t too good, and drink bourbon, and Blair would arrange shells into circular patterns on the floor of the living room."
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
GUY HOCQUENGHEM
"So I had seen him again, and nothing had happened because I didn't have the guts to speak to him. Someone else had taken him away, which I had never imagined possible. Someone who'd become completely indispensable to him, in his mind, someone who might have been me."
Thursday, February 18, 2010
JOAN DIDION
"I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear."
Thursday, February 11, 2010
PAUL BOWLES
"Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It's that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don't know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
HENRY GREEN
"Prose is not to be read aloud but to oneself alone at night, and it is not quick as poetry but rather a gathering web of insinuations which go further than names however shared can ever go. Prose should be a long intimacy between strangers with no direct appeal to what both may have known. It should slowly appeal to feelings unexpressed, it should in the end draw tears out of the stone."
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