If desire seizes directly upon its object, contemplation removes its object to a distance, and makes it into a true and inalienable possession by putting it beyond the reach of passion. — Friedrich von Schiller, Letters on the Aesthetic Education of Man. (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform December 10, 2015)
But there is in every man a profound instinct which is neither that of destruction nor that of creation. It is merely a matter of resembling nothing. — Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays. Published 1942 (Éditions Gallimard, in French),1955 (Hamish Hamilton, in English)
I wanted to be missed, like water, like bread, like air, by all other people in all other places. — Jean-Paul Sartre, The Words (Vintage; 1st Vintage Books ed edition, April 12, 1981) Originally published 1963.
With its leaves so rich and heavy with elation and its crimson face made brighter with visions of divinity the shadow of a certain rose looks just like an angel eating light. ― Aberjhani, Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black. (Black Skylark Singing and Lulu; 1st edition, July 18, 2012)
Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked? Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this? Or are you not terrified by it? I have… Continue reading Søren Kierkegaard
I love the one whose soul is overfull so that he forgets himself, and all things are in him; I love the one who has a free spirit and a free heart: thus his head is only the entrails of his heart, but his heart drives him to go under. — Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke… Continue reading Friedrich Nietzsche
I would like to write you so simply, so simply, so simply. Without having anything ever catch the eye, excepting yours alone, … so that above all the language remains self-evidently secret, as if it were being invented at every step, and as if it were burning immediately. — Jacques Derrida, The Post Card: From… Continue reading Jacques Derrida