"My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think... and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment- it's frightful- if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing"
“You warned them: if they shed too much blood you would pretend to disown them; the same way a State—no matter which one—maintains a mob of agitators, provocateurs, and spies abroad whom it disowns once they are caught. You who are so liberal, so humane, who take the love of culture to the point of affectation, you pretend to forget that you have colonies where massacres are committed in your name.” —Sartre, Preface to “The Wretched of the Earth”
The eighteenth-century Urdu poet Ghalib described the principle this way: “For the rain, joy is in entering the river--/ Unbearable pain becomes its own cure.”
Difficulty then, whether of life or of craft, is not a hindrance to the artist. Sarte called genius “not a gift, but the way a person invents in desperate circumstances.”
-Jane Hirshfield, in Nine Gates: Entering the Mind of Poetry
“Life is nothing until it is lived; but it is yours to make sense of, and the value of it is nothing else but the sense that you choose.” —Jean-Paul Sarte
Molcere è un verbo che, si legge sulla Treccani, significa “dare un piacere soave e segreto all’animo, al cuore.”
Molce Atelier è una sartoria terapeutica per donne che sono, o sono state, vittima di violenze domestiche.
Da quel verbo nasce Molce Atelier, una sartoria terapeutica per donne che sono, o sono state, vittima di violenze domestiche.
E sicuramente, oltre che promuovere l’autonomia –…
... I hope you weren't wanting something more romantic, aha. 'This is not a love poem' and all that.
Wolf Hall, Hilary Mantel | The Body, Stephen King | Iain S. Thomas | Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë | Crescendo, Becca Fitzpatrick | Kin, Maya Angelou | 2 Truths and a Lie, Angelea Lowes | The Love of the Wolf, Hélène Cixous | Beau Taplin | No Exit, Jean-Paul Sartre | The Sea, the Sea, Iris Murdoch