Tuesday, March 27, 2012
He did not think he was fleeing from anything behind him, nor, most importantly, towards anything in front of him; in other words he fully accepted the paradox implied in the conclusion that his movements had direction but no aim.
László Krasznahorkai, The Melancholy of Resistance
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
For decades he had acted in the belief that his intellect and sensibility led him to reject a world whose products were unbearable to either intellect or sensibility, but were always available for criticism by the same.... such mad grandiosely dignified declarations could hardly be regarded as anything but eccentric. However, this did not stop him making them.
Friday, March 09, 2012
Thursday, March 08, 2012
Monday, March 05, 2012
He took it for granted that his great concern for the universe was unlikely to be reciprocated by the universe for him. ... His relationship to his fellow human beings was governed by the same unconscious assumption; being unable to detect mutability where there plainly wasn't any, he made like the raindrop relinquishing hold of the cloud which contained it.