Jozef Imrich, name worthy of Kafka, has his finger on the pulse of any irony of interest and shares his findings to keep you in-the-know with the savviest trend setters and infomaniacs.
''I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.''
“It always seems to me amazing that we had such flawless poets among us in our youth. But for that very reason I also keep wondering, with a kind of secret anxiety: can such artists sworn entirely to the art of poetry exist in our own times, in our new way of life, which chases people out of their own peace of mind like animals running from a forest fire?”
~ Stefan Zweig, The World Of my Father and Mother under Austro Hungarian Empire The World of Yesterday (trans. Anthea Bell)
generation is on the way out, and each death I have felt as an abruption, a
tearing away of part of myself. There will be no one like us when we are gone,
but then there is no one like anyone else, ever. When people die, they cannot
be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate — the
genetic and neural fate — of every human being to be a unique individual, to
find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death There Is No One Like Anyone Else, Ever
Loving literature. Our relationships with books are emotional. We read certain authors as an act of devotion, even if unrequited... History of Emotions
“Fiction offers many pleasures – we may enjoy its capacity to make the world anew for us through its descriptions, or to advance our understanding of science or philosophy through its application of ideas to examples of human behaviour, but although it does – on examination – seem so faint as to be numinous, nonetheless it’s our conviction that fictional characters’ hopes, fears and desires matter that allows fictions to become facts on the ground – a ground we sympathetically traverse alongside them.”
“Della and Tatum, Sweet
Pea, Imrich and Packy, Ida and Cal. You met a lot of unpretentious people in
Philip Levine’s spare, ironic poems of the industrial heartland. … Mr.
Levine’s death is a serious blow for American poetry, in part because he
so vividly evoked the drudgery and hardships of working-class life in
America, and in part because this didn’t pull his poetry down into
~ New York Times
because I had declined
print his poems—two frail barks,
I thought—he whined,
added that I was too old
be an editor. What sense
may possess should tell him, `Hold
pen! That’s agism! You’re daft!’
burn a useful bridge? Instead,
that the poet’s craft
hard, success unsure. Ahead
chances lie; but talk goes round—
patrons, publishers might hear,
that you’ve run aground.
rights for this aren’t clear.
doubtless waiting for my death.
on, Sir, but don’t hold your breath.”
“But only in youth does coincidence seem the same as fate. Later, we know that the real course of our lives is decided within us; our paths may seem to diverge from our wishes in a confused and pointless way, but in the end the way always leads us to our invisible destination.” ~ Stefan Zweig,Via Wes Anderson Praise The World of Yesterday (trans. Anthea Bell)
The thing we’ve done that
no one else has is match worldwide genetic populations to their
languages, so that you’re looking at a comparable set, … showing that
language and genes do in fact share similar geographic fault lines.”
"If a more provocative book
has been written in the last 10 years, I haven’t read it," states
Collin Hansen. "But that’s not because David Platt rejects biblical
teaching, as we’ve seen with some other young pastors. And that’s not
because Counter Culture advances any particular sectarian theological agenda that would repel other evangelicals. Counter Culture
is the most controversial book I’ve seen in at least the last decade
mostly because he restates the teaching of Jesus and his Word without
any qualifications, with little attempt to cast such demanding beliefs
in a way that would appeal to modern readers."