If we see the human mind as a layer of beast and a layer of culture above, what about people who never read? Index cards certainties…
To have the right to judge, one just has to announce that they never judge.
A secret is not made to be kept, but to give some importance to the information.
The suffering of children is the absolute evil.
If one wants to get the upper hand, it’s because one is under.
The stronger of all is the one who shrugs.
A unity made of neutralized contraries, an apparent immobility which hides a vertiginous and perpetual life : develop.
What is our “horrible need of weakness”?
The coward’s tantrum.
What is temptation, what is desire? How are they different?
Categories, what do they say?
If a soft bass voice is the sign of high civilization, what about loud people?
Is to transform a place into something it’s not (take an old church and make it a gallery, take a barn and make it a store) vulgar or painful? Why?
Someone is ugly because one was born ugly, someone is ugly because mediocrity shaped their face. Do we have the faculty to determine it? Which one scares you the most?
I read that one of one father’s role (purpose) is to save time to his child, to offer or show them the most checked boxes possible before sailing on existence. I terribly agree with this one.
Those for whom one of the greatest pleasures is to cancel a travel.
This age where you have a form, an index card for everything and everyone. Your neighbor, a singer, a recipe, a writer, a movie, a city. This exercise : to cancel it, to change it, to enrich it. How?
To make/keep someone shut up, three ways : to monolog endlessly, to make as if you don’t understand, to show that you’re not interested by what one says.
Our mother dreams about what?
Good masters open a chasm under your feet. In one sentence, they show it to you. For good or bad.
You know things only by differences, wrote Suares. Does it mean that we function with analogies?
If there are no rules, you can not transgress them.
The right to go away (Baudelaire). Develop.
To be conscious of everything and at the same time to keep our instinct alive : Art?
Mystery, but no obscurity.
A lack can be unconscious. It shows itself with instant tears…
Thanks! Have a good day!
All these stolen from J. D. – let’s spread.