Before Midnight (2013)
The silence was enchanting. Infinite space seemed to enter it, and my spirit, alone with the stars, seemed capable of any adventure.
W. Somerset Maugham, from The Summing Up (Doubleday, Doran, & Co., 1945)
The paradox seems to be, as Socrates demonstrated long ago, the truly free individual is free only to the extent of his own self-mastery. While those who will not govern themselves are condemned to find masters to govern over them.
Steven Pressfield, The War of Art (via thelittlephilosopher)
The modes of thinking such as art, science, and philosophy are not just idle cognitions or reflections; they are the very medium through which we become.
Claire Colebrook, Gilles Deleuze (via ludimagister)
Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them. We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper.
I didn’t want to write these pages until there were no hard feelings, no sharp ones. I do not have that luxury. I am sad and angry and I want everyone to be alive again. I want more landmarks, less landmines. I want to be grateful but I’m having a hard time with it.
Richard Siken, Spork Editor’s Pages: Black Telephone (via yakovbarnes)
I get high on intelligent conversations