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It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.
Frederick Douglass. (via sublimequotesilove)
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It was curious to think that the sky was the same for everybody. And the people under the sky were also very much the same—everywhere, all over the world, hundreds or thousands of millions of people just like this, people ignorant of one another’s existence, held apart by walls of hatred and lies, and yet almost exactly the same—people who had never learned to think but were storing up in their hearts and bellies and muscles the power that would one day overturn the world.
George Orwell, 1984 (via larmoyante)
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Place and Revolution In Conversation: Rick Lowe and Lisa Lee
Above is the poster taped-up above Rick Lowe’s desk in his office at Project Row Houses (PRH), an arts and cultural community located in a historically significant and culturally charged neighborhood in Houston, Texas. Founded in 1993, PRH renovated twenty-two shotgun-style houses, houses which supposedly had African and Haitian influences that were popularized in New Orleans in the early 1800s.
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All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.
Susan Sontag, On Photography (via exoticwild)
Human history becomes more and more a race between education and catastrophe.
H.G. Wells, 1920
Does one error invalidate the entire fabric? Am I so far gone in my desperate need for meaning, that I’m prepared to distort everything – to re-write the whole history of my times purely in order to place myself in a central role? Today, in my confusion, I can’t judge. I’ll have to leave it to others. For me, there can be no going back; I must finish what I’ve started, even if, inevitably, what I finish turns out not to be what I began…
Midnight’s Children, Salman Rushdie
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I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.
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Watch out for art. As soon as they start doing art, we’re in trouble.
Margaret Atwood, Oryx and Crake
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The idea of truth in memoir is absurd. Memory is utterly mutable, changeable, and constantly in motion. You can’t fact-check memory.
Dani Shapiro, Why We Write About Ourselves (Plume, 2016)
It is only in our own time and place that we can expect to know, in any substantial way…We can learn a great deal of the life of other places and times, but certain elements, it seems to me, will always be irrecoverable.
Raymond Williams, The Long Revolution
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We will never be the same again. But here’s a little secret for you—no one is ever the same thing again after anything. You are never the same twice, and much of your unhappiness comes from trying to pretend that you are. Accept that you are different each day, and do so joyfully, recognizing it for the gift it is. Work within the desires and goals of the person you are currently, until you aren’t that person anymore, and everything changes once again.
(Cecil, Welcome to Night Vale, Episode 75) (via aentheia)
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Your question is: why am I so interested in politics? But if I were to answer you very simply, I would say this: why shouldn’t I be interested? That is to say, what blindness, what deafness, what density of ideology would have to weigh me down to prevent me from being interested in what is probably the most crucial subject to our existence, that is to say the society in which we live, the economic relations within which it functions, and the system of power which defines the regular forms and the regular permissions and prohibitions of our conduct. The essence of our life consists, after all, of the political functioning of the society in which we find ourselves.
So I can’t answer the question of why I should be interested; I could only answer it by asking why shouldn’t I be interested? Not to be interested in politics, that’s what constitutes a problem. So instead of asking me, you should ask someone who is not interested in politics and then your question would be well-founded, and you would have the right to say, “Why, damn it, are you not interested?”
Michel Foucault, “Human Nature: Justice vs. Power (1971), A Debate Between Noam Chomsky and Michel Foucault,” The Chomsky-Foucault Debate: On Human Nature, pg.36-7 (x)
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How can I go on this way?
And how can I not?
Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 (via wordsnquotes)
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Art exists because life is not enough.
Ferreira Gullar . (via parasoli)
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There are only two things that pierce the human heart. One is beauty. The other is affliction.
Simone Weil (via fyp-philosophy)
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You may not be interested in the dialectic, but the dialectic is interested in you.
Leon Trotsky, On the Dialectic (via oscarjiang)
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That’s why travel is so important, among other reasons: to get far enough away from our everyday lives to see those lives with new clarity. When you’re literally on the other side of the world, when you’re under the silent sea, watching a bright, silent world of fish and coral, when you’re staring up at a sky so bright and dense with stars it makes you gasp, it’s in those moments that you begin to see the fullness of your life, the possibility that still prevails, that always prevails.
Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way (via quoted-books)