art of healing.

Because the sunset, like survival, exists only on the verge of its own disappearing. To be gorgeous, you must first be seen, but to be seen allows you to be hunted.

Violence does not consist so much in injuring and annihilating persons as in interrupting their continuity, making them play roles in which they no longer recognise themselves, making them betray not only commitments but their own substance, making them carry out actions that will destroy every possibility for action.

[T]he language of fascism is written in the language of love. Love is made into the primary quality of attachment, what motivates individuals into fascism: ‘we hate foreigners because we love our country.’ […] Love has an enormous political utility: transforming fascist subjects not only into heroic subjects, but also into potential or actual victims of crime as well as those who ‘alone’ are willing to fight crime. Fascist subjects become freedom fighters, willing to stand against the ‘swamp’ or 'tide’ of the incoming others, who themselves are narrated as hateful: as being not only worthy of our hate, but as full of hate for what we are and have.

I guess it’s true what they say: if you wait long enough everything changes.

The half-life of love is forever.

This is what I know: people’s hopes go on forever.

No, his mind responded, nothing begins just like that, on a certain date at a certain place. It all began in many places, and at many times, some even before you were born, in foreign countries, and in the minds of others. And afterwards, whatever might happen next, it would all continue in the same way, in other places, and in the minds of others.

The only piece of advice I’ve got for anyone is to shout your precious name into the rain & wait for a response. I’ve never been good at caring very much about language except when it matters the most. Look up. The sky has never seemed bigger.

The aim of the dreamer, after all, is merely to go on dreaming and not to be molested by the world. His dreams are his protection against the world. But the aims of life are antithetical to those of the dreamer, and the teeth of the world are sharp.