Tag: Quote

  • Moral Monsters

    I’m terrified at the moral apathy, the death of the heart, which is happening in my country. These people have deluded themselves for so long that they really don’t think I’m human. I base this on their conduct, not on what they say. And this means that they have become, in themselves, moral monsters.”

    — James Baldwin

  • I Don’t Know How to Speak

    I speak a lot, I mean, a lot of words, and I rush, and it always comes out wrong. And why is it that I speak a lot of words and it comes out wrong? Because I don’t know how to speak. Those who know how to speak well, speak briefly. So, there you have my giftlessness—isn’t it true? But since this gift of giftlessness is natural to me, why shouldn’t I use it artificially? And so I do. True, as I was preparing to come here, I first had the thought of being silent; but to be silent is a great talent, and is therefore not fitting for me, and, second, it’s dangerous to be silent, after all; well, so I finally decided that it would be best to talk, but precisely in a giftless way, I mean, a lot, a lot, a lot, to be in a great rush to prove something, and towards the end to get tangled up in one’s own proofs, so that the listener throws up his hands, or, best of all, just spits and walks away without any end.”

    — Fyodor Dostoevsky, Demons (via Erica Avey)

  • Ephemeral

    Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.”

    — Frida Kahlo

  • The Dilemma

    That’s part of the dilemma of being an American Negro. That one is, a little bit colored and a little bit white. And not only in terms, in physical terms, but in the head and in the heart. There are days, this is one of them, when you wonder what your role is in this country and what your future is in it. How precisely you’re going to reconcile yourself to your situation here and how you are going to communicate to the vast, heedless, unthinking, cruel white majority that you are here. And to be here means you that can’t be anywhere else.”

    — James Baldwin, A Conversation with James Baldwin

  • The Soul and the Body

    The soul and the body are one, and mostly so in love. What the body chooses, the soul loves; where the body clings, the soul cleaves; body for body, soul to soul, they come together at God’s signal; and the lower part (if we can call aught low) is only the footstool and foundation of the highest.”

    — Robert Louis Stevenson, Olalla

  • Our Scars

    What a collection of scars you have. Never forget who gave you the best of them, and be grateful. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.”

    — Hannibal Lecter, Red Dragon (2002) dir. Brett Ratner

  • The Dissenter’s Hope

    The Dissenter’s Hope

    Dissents speak to a future age. It’s not simply to say, ‘My colleagues are wrong and I would do it this way.’ But the greatest dissents do become court opinions and gradually over time their views become the dominant view. So that’s the dissenter’s hope: that they are writing not for today but for tomorrow.”

    — Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Dead at 87 (via Nitch)

  • September 18

    September 18. Tear everything up.”

    — Franz Kafka, The Diaries Of Franz Kafka 1914-1923

  • Refining the Truths

    “An honorable human relationship—that is, one in which two people have the right to use the word ‘love’—is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other.

    It is important to do this because it breaks down human self-delusion and isolation.

    It is important to do this because in doing so we do justice to our own complexity.

    It is important to do this because we can count on so few people to go that hard way with us.”

    — Adrienne Rich, Women and Honor: Some Notes on Lying


    “It isn’t that to have an honorable relationship with you, I have to understand everything, or tell you everything at once, or that I can know, beforehand, everything I need to tell you.

    It means that most of the time I am eager, longing for the possibility of telling you. That these possibilities may seem frightening, but not destructive, to me. That I feel strong enough to hear your tentative and groping words. That we both know we are trying, all the time, to extend the possibilities of truth between us.

    The possibility of life between us.”

    — Adrienne Rich, Women and Honor: Some Notes on Lying

  • Nothing is Steady

    Ask yourself honestly: are you looking for a steady, predictable life? Is this what you want? If so, you must realize that the world cannot offer you this. Everything in the world is in the process of change. Nothing is steady. Nothing is predictable. Nothing will give you anything other than temporary security. Thoughts come and go. Relationships begin and end. Bodies are born and pass away. This is all the world can offer you: impermanence, growth, change.”

    — Paul Ferrini (via swissmiss)

  • Put It Down

    You remember too much,
    my mother said to me recently.
    Why hold onto all that? And I said,
    Where can I put it down?”

    — Anne Carson, Glass, Irony and God

  • Society

    Still, it rarely happens that men live according to the guidance of reason. Instead, their lives are so constituted that they are usually envious and burdensome to one another. They can hardly, however, live a solitary life; hence, that definition which makes man a social animal has been quite pleasing to most. And surely we do derive, from society of our fellow men, many more advantages than disadvantages.”

    — Benedict de Spinoza, Ethics

  • Who Among Us

    Food-hunger. Love-hunger. Faith-hunger. Soul-hunger.

    Who among us has not been hungry? Who among us has not been vulnerable? Who among us has not been a starving lion? Who among us has not been a prey animal? Who among us has not been a predator?”

    — Sherman Alexie, from Sonnet, with Pride

  • Man is Defined

    Man is defined as a human being and a woman as a female—whenever she behaves as a human being she is said to imitate the male.”

    — Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex