But there is a third mode of trancendence: in it language simply ceases, and the motion of spirit gives no further outward manifestation of its being. The poet enters into silence. Here the word borders not on radiance or music, but on night. — George Steiner, from “Silence and the Poet,” Language and Silence: Essays… Continue reading George Steiner
When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune. — Albert Camus
Dear reader, traditional human power structures and their reign of darkness are about to be rendered obsolete. ― R. Buckminster Fuller, Cosmography: A Posthumous Scenario for the Future of Humanity. (Macmillan Pub Co; First Edition edition February 1992)
We are too late for the gods and too early for Being. — Martin Heidegger, from “The Thinker as Poet,” Poetry, Language, Thought, trans. Albert Hofstadter, New York: Harper, 1971: 4, 7.
…we are dying of cold, and not of darkness. – Miguel De Unamuno, “XI : The Practical Problem,” The Tragic Sense of Life. (Cosimo Classics December 1, 2005) Originally published January 1st 1900.
The suffering touched me too early, I have burned myself out, I am the bright ash without desire. Now, only the silence endures dearly, When I am still standing in the fire. — Grażyna Chrostowska, written in Ravensbrück, 13th April 1942. Translated by Jarek Gajewski
Consciousness is reflected in a word as a sun in a drop of water. A word relates to consciousness as a living cell relates to a whole organism, as an atom relates to the universe. A word is a microcosm of human consciousness. — Lev Vygotsky, Thought and Language. (The MIT Press; revised edition edition… Continue reading Lev Vygotsky