“During the day we lived in the new place, and at night we lived at home — in our dreams.”
Voices from Chernobyl by Svetlana Alexievich
‘You have dizzying change where there’s no progress.’
Peter Thiel talking about technological change over the last 20 or so years in the New Yorker.
‘We’ve died on the fields of the everyday.’ An echo of Mayakovsky’s suicide note of 1930 – ‘The boat of love ran aground on the everyday.’ Daniil Kharms in the LRB
‘What we know is that, in an uncliched way, nobody knows anything.’
Philip Roth in Human Stain. A version of what Socrates said: ‘All I know is that I know nothing.’
In God we trust, all others bring data.
Bill Demming in ESL.
‘The Kaabah is a cube because the world is a sphere.’
Egyptian gynecologist explains why sex is the opposite of sports in the Arab World – “Everyone talks about football, but hardly anyone plays it. But sex – everyone is doing it, but nobody wants to talk about it.”
El Feki in Sex and the Citadel.
‘Cracked pistachio green walls…’
Urvashi Butalia describing her uncle’s house in Lahore in the story, Ranamama.
No stone unthrown, Encyclopedic viciousness. – Joe Queenan accuses Kitty Kelley of those sins in his review of Kelley’s book on Nancy Reagan.
Is it not strange that sheep’s guts should hale souls out of men’s bodies?
Shakespeare in Much Ado About Nothing.
About as original as a Xerox machine. Hindustan Times.
John Stuart Mill to Jon Stewart; James Madison to Madison Avenue.
James Fishkin, on the progress of American Democracy.
“We seem to have conquered and peopled half the world in a fit of absence of mind.”
Sir John Seeley on Britain’s conquests.
If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing poorly.
It is the mark of a truly intelligent person to be moved by statistics.
‘…the primary risk factor for Alzheimer’s disease is age.’
NY Times, Wikipedia
A motto for life?
“To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson