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"Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his blood." Nietzsche I am currently reading Lovers of Philosophy by Warren Ward and I am completely enjoying it. I am fascinated by relationships of notable people and how it affects their work; painters, poets, musicians and yes, philosophers, hence I [...]
“Et je ne t'appartiens pas.Tous deux à présent nous nous plaignons.” Dire l'obscur Comme Orphée je joue sur les cordes de la vie la mort et de la beauté de la terre et de tes yeux qui règnent sur le ciel je ne sais dire que de l'obscur. N'oublie pas que toi aussi, soudain, ce [...]
“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.” The Book of Disquiet is a work by the Portuguese author and poet Fernando Pessoa (1888–1935). Published posthumously, The Book of Disquiet is a fragmentary lifetime project, left unedited by the author, who [...]
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“Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.” Pessoa as Ricardo reis : Crown Me with Roses Crown me with roses, Crown me really With roses Roses which burn out On a forehead burning So soon out! Crown me with roses And with fleeting leafage. That will do. (I2.6.14) The Roses of the Gardens [...]
I have never read Michel Houellebecq. He recently published a new novel, Anéantir, and around here it seems like it is the only thing everyone is talking about in literary circles. I decided to get a copy and read it for myself. I am not sure it is the right novel to start reading Houllebecq's [...]
(Extraits de "Les petits chants") X celui qui m'aime éloigne mes doubles ouvre la nuit, mon corps, voir tes rêves mon soleil amour XI oh ces yeux que tu as ces yeux fulgurants XII corbeaux dans mon esprit au-dessus de son cher corps c'est le grand froid de la nuit le noir passion de nos [...]
« Qui suis-je? Si par exception je m'en rapportais à un adage : en effet pourquoi tout ne reviendrait-il pas à savoir qui je « hante »? Je dois avouer que ce dernier mot m'égare, tendant à établir entre certains êtres et moi des rapports plus singuliers, moins évitables, plus troublants que je ne pensais. [...]
I purchased this beautiful book showcasing some of Cy Twombly’s work (paintings, photographs, sculptures...). Twombly moves me, in a poetic way. I am very sensible to the chaos he creates on his canvases, to the blurred settings of his photographs, not to mention that his subject of choice is very often the rose, and if [...]
I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both. (...) With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, [...]
“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam [...]
We at the height are ready to decline.There is a tide in the affairs of menWhich, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;Omitted, all the voyage of their lifeIs bound in shallows and in miseries.On such a full sea are we now afloat,And we must take the current when it serves,Or lose our ventures.William [...]
Behind this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr Creedy... and ideas are bulletproof.- Alan Moore, V for Vendetta Clara Schumann Letter to Doppler July 14, 1838, p. 2 Misc. Ms. 372, Miscellaneous Letters and Documents File Gilmore Music Library, Yale University.
“If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers...” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince "Si tu aimes une fleur qui se trouve dans une étoile, c'est doux, la nuit, de regarder le ciel. Toutes les étoiles sont fleuries..."― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le petit prince
J’ai reçu hier trois ouvrages de poésie de Fernand Durepos que j’avais commandé il y a quelques semaines après avoir lu un poème recopié de lui quelque part. J’ai commencé à lire « Les abattoirs de la grâce » et je suis émue. Les images sont si puissantes dans certains textes, que je devais arrêter de lire [...]
John cage was an intense mushroom lover. All kinds of mushrooms. I bought "John Cage: A Mycological Foray: Variations on Mushrooms", an absolutely beautiful book not long ago and could not be happier. Such a gorgeous and interesting object. John Cage's life philosophy and thoughts are shared and weirdly are all linked to fungi. There [...]