supranormal

“You don’t see borders, you don’t see religious lines, you don’t see political boundaries. All you see is Earth, and you see that we are way more alike than we are different,”

Welcome to the Far Side of the Moon

“In the end, it was the useless books I read at college that have stayed with me. I think of the last pages of “Lolita,” where Humbert Humbert hears children’s voices and recognizes the harm he’s brought Dolores Haze, and the sentence comes immediately back: “I stood listening to that musical vibration from my lofty slope, to those flashes of separate cries with a kind of demure murmur for background, and then I knew that the hopelessly poignant thing was not Lolita’s absence from my side, but the absence of her voice from that concord.” To see a writer describe the world with such specificity, and to learn that this formulation of words went beyond words — that it taught you about pity and shame, as well as beauty, liveliness and compassion — that’s what stuck with me. Not a coherent system, maybe. But a few constellations to set my course by.”

“I will point a gun for my country, but I won’t guarantee you which way.”