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dreamsofmutiny · 13 days
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Gilles Deleuze
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samuel beckett
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dreamsofmutiny · 13 days
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L'étranger
Aujourd'hui, maman est morte. Ou peut-être hier, je ne sais pas.
J'ai reçu un télégramme de l'asile : « Mère décédée. Enterrement de-main. Sentiments distingués. » Cela ne veut rien dire. C'était peut-être hier.
L'asile de vieillards est à Marengo, à quatre-vingts kilomètres d'Alger. Je prendrai l'autobus à deux heures et j'arriverai dans l'après-midi. Ainsi, je pourrai veiller et je rentrerai demain soir.
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dreamsofmutiny · 15 days
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William S. Burroughs
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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Together they repeat, ''we are, we are, because we know, because we can tell each other the words of knowledge, of free and absolute consciousness.'' Thus do they stupefy one another.
Having nothing and able to give nothing, they let themselves sink into words that feign communication, because none of them can make his world be the world of the others; they feign words containing the absolute world, and with words they nourish their boredom, making themselves a poultice for the pain; with words they show what they do not know and what they need in order to soothe the pain or make themselves numb to it. Each word contains mystery, and they entrust themselves to words, weaving with them thereby a new, tacitly agreed-upon veil over the obscurity: 'ornaments of the darkness'.
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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because the thread of your philopsychia is broken.
The meaning of things, the taste of the world, is only for continuation’s sake.
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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In conclusion, the good can be made better; the bad remains bad.
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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Persuasion lives not in him who does not live from his own self, who is son and father, slave and master of what lies around him, of what came before, of what must come after—a thing among things.
Persuaded is he who has his life within himself, a soul naked amongst the islands of the blessed (Gorgias).
But men look for ‘life,’ and lose ‘life’ (St. Matthew).
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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Because their personal comfort is their reality, the calamity that interrupts it is a transcendent force: the devil.
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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Ahora bien, ¿qué es, oh Sócrates, la vida?, preguntaría yo.
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 16 days
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One place is as good as another, in the valley without exit...
— Carlo Michelstaedter
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dreamsofmutiny · 23 days
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Having feelings does not make you irrational. Believing that the world must be a certain way because of your feelings does.
— Michael Huemer
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dreamsofmutiny · 23 days
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If you're rational you don't get to believe whatever you want to believe.
— Michael Huemer
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dreamsofmutiny · 23 days
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There is no doubt; even a rejection can be the shadow of a caress.
— José Ortega y Gasset
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dreamsofmutiny · 23 days
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I am I and my circumstance; and, if I do not save it, I do not save myself.
— José Ortega y Gasset
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dreamsofmutiny · 23 days
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Thinking is the desire to gain reality by means of ideas.
— José Ortega y Gasset
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dreamsofmutiny · 23 days
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The poet begins where the man ends.
The man's lot is to live his human life,
the poet's to invent what is nonexistent.
— José Ortega y Gasset
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