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Susan Sontag
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But maybe they were barbarians. Maybe this is what most barbarians look like. They look like everybody else.
A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the w
How much self-love comes in the guise of selfless devotion!
Desire wills its perpetuation ad infinitum.
There is nothing wrong with standing back and thinking. To paraphrase several sages: 'Nobody can think and hit someone at the same time.
For the modern consciousness, the artist (replacing the saint) is the exemplary sufferer. And among artists, the writer, the man of words, is the person to whom we look to be able best to express his suffering.
It__ not love that the past needs in order to survive, it__ an absence of choices.
Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.
Compassion is an unstable emotion. It needs to be translated into action, or it withers. The question of what to do with the feelings that have been aroused, the knowledge that has been communicated. If one feels that there is nothing 'we' can do -- but who is that 'we'? -- and nothing 'they' can do either -- and who are 'they' -- then one starts to get bored, cynical, apathetic.
Strictly speaking, there is no such thing as collective memory--part of the same family of spurious notions as collective guilt. But there is collective instruction....What is called collective memory is not a remembering but a stipulating: that this is important, and this is the story about how it happened, with the pictures that lock the story in our minds.
The truth is always something that is told, not something that is known. If there were no speaking or writing, there would be no truth about anything. There would only be what is.
Dissimulation, secretiveness, appear a necessity to the melancholic. He has complex, often veiled relations with others. These feelings of superiority, of inadequacy, of baffled feeling, of not being able to get what one wants, or even name it properly (or consistently) to oneself _ these can be, it is felt they ought to be, masked by friendliness, or the most scrupulous manipulation.
Depression is melancholy minus its charms.
If literature has engaged me as a project, first as a reader, then as a writer, it is as an extension of my sympathies to other selves, other domains, other dreams, other territories.
To me, literature is a calling, even a kind of salvation. It connects me with an enterprise that is over 2,000 years old. What do we have from the past? Art and thought. That__ what lasts. That__ what continues to feed people and give them an idea of something better.
We are told we must choose _ the old or the new. In fact, we must choose both. What is a life if not a series of negotiations between the old and the
A large part of the popularity and persuasiveness of psychology comes from its being a sublimated spiritualism: a secular, ostensibly scientific way of affirming the primacy of spirit over matter.