The main object of a revolution is the liberation of man… not the interpretation and application of some transcendental ideology. - Jean Genet
The words that make sense… brilliant writings by writers…
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you...
“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.” F. Scott Fitzgerald
Rochester: “Jane, be still; don’t struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.” Jane: “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.” Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre
“One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art.” Oscar Wilde
“When I look out on such a night as this, I feel as if there could be neither wickedness nor sorrow in the world; and there certainly would be less of both if the sublimity of Nature were more attended to, and people were carried more out of themselves by contemplating such a scene.” Jane Austen painting is from Benjamin Jean Joseph Constant (1845-1902) Contemplation Oil on canvas
“I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am...
“If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then i will never know happiness. for I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation.” Anais Nin Photo Irving Penn, Anais Nin (1971)
The point of philosophy is to start with something so simple as not to seem worth stating, and to end with something so paradoxical that no one will believe it. Bertrand Russell