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no cabeçalho, pintura de Paul Béliveau
Funziona così: tra cento miliardi di neuroni nel cervello ce n’è uno disobbediente, temerario, ribelle, che sfuggirà alle sinapsi, abbandonerà il sistema nervoso centrale e si dirigerà per istinto vitale verso il cuore, contaminandolo. E non avrai scampo….."Michelangelo Da Pisa.
"I think that in order to find reality, each must search for his own universe, look for the details that contribute to this reality that one feels under the surface of things. To be an artist means to search, to find and look at these realities. To be an artist means never to look away."
Akira Kurosawa
March 23, 1910 — September 6, 1998
(Source: kurosawa-akira)
De la presquitude des choses - Plonk & Replonk
(Breathless, 1960)
Much of what we take for progress delivers answers that miss the point, distort issues, ignore complications, and may be generated by badly formulated questions in the first place. Goldstein also wants to show us that figuring out how to live a meaningful life is something very different from understanding the meaning of special relativity or evolution. We are deluged with information; we know how to track down facts in seconds; the scientific method produces new discoveries every day. But what does all that mean for us? As the philosopher Søren Kierkegaard observed:
Whatever the one generation may learn from the other, that which is genuinely human no generation learns from the foregoing … Thus, no generation has learned from another to love, no generation begins at any other point than at the beginning, no generation has a shorter task assigned to it than had the previous generation.
(Clancy Martin)
It is unimaginably hard to do this, to stay conscious and alive in the adult world day in and day out.
— David Foster Wallace
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Ward Miles nasceu três meses e meio prematuramente.
We live on 'play'... there's no 'repeat', there's no 'pause'. We live on 'play', either we want it or not...
Este ano tenho uma aluna cujo pai já foi meu aluno... e depois já foi meu colega... famíias inteiras massacradas às minhas mãos...
Quem escreveu isto não sabe como isto é difícil e os custos que tem...
When you find a man
Who transforms
Every part of you
Into poetry,
Who makes each one of your hairs
Into a poem,
When you find a man,
Capable,
As I am
Of bathing and adorning you
With poetry,
I will beg you
To follow him without hesitation,
It is not important
That you belong to me or him
But that you belong to poetry.
Translation by Bassam K. Frangieh
and Clementina R. Brown
Disappointment is a bitch.
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