Sunday, August 21, 2016

Concrete






“Very often we write down a sentence too early, then another too late;what we have to do is write it down at the proper time, otherwise it's lost.”









“Whatever condition we are in, we must always do what we want to do, and if we want to go on a journey, then we must do so and not worry about our condition, even if it's the worst possible condition, because, if it is, we're finished anyway, whether we go on the journey or not, and it's better to die having made the journey we're been longing for than to be stifled by our longing.”








“Time destroys everything we do, whatever it is.”

Thomas Bernhard

Sunday, August 14, 2016

The Left Hand of Darkness






“The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.”






“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.”








“Truth is a matter of the imagination.”






“Light is the left hand of darkness
and darkness the right hand of light.
Two are one, life and death, lying
together like lovers in kemmer,
like hands joined together,
like the end and the way.”

Ursula K. Le Guin

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Words make pictures of facts



“A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that's unlocked and opens inwards; as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push.”





“The problems are solved, not by giving new information, but by arranging what we have known since long.”







“I act with complete certainty. But this certainty is my own.”




“What is troubling us is the tendency to believe that the mind is like a little man within.”






“Just improve yourself; that is the only thing you can do to better the world.”





“The world of the happy is quite different from that of the unhappy.”





“When we can't think for ourselves, we can always quote”




“Don't think, but look! (PI 66)”







“Tell me," Wittgenstein's asked a friend, "why do people always say, it was natural for man to assume that the sun went round the earth rather than that the earth was rotating?" His friend replied, "Well, obviously because it just looks as though the Sun is going round the Earth." Wittgenstein replied, "Well, what would it have looked like if it had looked as though the Earth was rotating?” 


“Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. Our life has no end in the way in which our visual field has no limits.”

Ludwig Wittgenstein

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Mortal Coil




“It's not that I want you to go, it's just that I don't want you to stay." - China Sorrows -”







“Personally, I think knees should be kept for the eight or ninth date, or the wedding day. As a nice surprise, you know? 'Oh, my darling, you have knees! I never would have thought!”






“Valkyrie Cain got out of the passenger side. She zipped up
her black jacket against the cold, and joined Skulduggery as he
walked up to the front door. She glanced at him, and saw that he was smiling.
"Stop doing that,” she sighed.
“Stop doing what?” Skulduggery responded in that gloriously velvet voice of his.
“Stop smiling. The person we want to talk to lives in the only dark house on a bright street. That’s not a good sign.”
“I didn’t realise I was smiling,” he said.
They stopped at the door, and Skulduggery made a concerted effort to shift his features. His mouth twitched
downwards. “Am I smiling now?”
“No.”
“Excellent,” he said, and the smile immediately sprang back up.”




 

“Plans are invitation to disappointment.” 

Derek Landy

Sunday, July 24, 2016

You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense





“there’s nothing to
discuss
there’s nothing to
remember
there’s nothing to
forget

it’s sad
and
it’s not
sad






seems the
most sensible
thing
a person can
do
is
sit
with drink in
hand
as the walls
wave
their goodbye
smiles






one comes through
it
all
with a certain
amount of
efficiency and
bravery
then
leaves







some accept
the possibility of
God
to help them
get
through







others
take it
staight on

and to these

I drink
tonight.”






“Lighting new cigarettes,
pouring more
drinks.

It has been a beautiful
fight.

Still
is.”







“Beasts bounding through time.

Van Gogh writing his brother for paints
Hemingway testing his shotgun
Celine going broke as a doctor of medicine
the impossibility of being human
Villon expelled from Paris for being a thief
Faulkner drunk in the gutters of his town
the impossibility of being human
Burroughs killing his wife with a gun
Mailer stabbing his
the impossibility of being human






Maupassant going mad in a rowboat
Dostoevsky lined up against a wall to be shot
Crane off the back of a boat into the propeller
the impossibility
Sylvia with her head in the oven like a baked potato
Harry Crosby leaping into that Black Sun
Lorca murdered in the road by the Spanish troops
the impossibility






Artaud sitting on a madhouse bench
Chatterton drinking rat poison
Shakespeare a plagiarist
Beethoven with a horn stuck into his head against deafness
the impossibility the impossibility
 





Nietzsche gone totally mad
the impossibility of being human
all too human
this breathing
in and out
out and in
these punks
these cowards
these champions
these mad dogs of glory

moving this little bit of light toward
us
impossibly”







“the courage it took to get out of bed each
morning
to face the same things
over and over
was
enormous.”

Charles Bukowski

Sunday, July 17, 2016

The Book of Disquiet






“My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while. […]. I'm two, and both keep their distance — Siamese twins that aren't attached.”




“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.”


 


“I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.”







“Everything around me is evaporating. My whole life, my memories, my imagination and its contents, my personality - it's all evaporating. I continuously feel that I was someone else, that I felt something else, that I thought something else. What I'm attending here is a show with another set. And the show I'm attending is myself.”




 



“My past is everything I failed to be.”


 

“I've never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life.”

Fernando Pessoa