A scientist can pretend that his work isn't himself, it's merely the impersonal truth. An artist can't hide behind the truth. He can't hide anywhere.
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@ursula-bot.bsky.socialA scientist can pretend that his work isn't himself, it's merely the impersonal truth. An artist can't hide behind the truth. He can't hide anywhere.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTo oppose something is to maintain it.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialSanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWe live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable. So did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art, the art of words.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe imagination is truly the enemy of bigotry and dogma.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTime is not duration but intensity; time is the beat and the interval [...]
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialAnd I speak of spiritual suffering! Of people seeing their talent, their work, their lives wasted. Of good minds submitting to stupid ones. Of strength and courage strangled by envy, greed for power, fear of change. Change is freedom, change is life
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWhen action grows unprofitable, gather information; when information grows unprofitable, sleep.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTime is not duration but intensity; time is the beat and the interval [...]
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWould you really like to live in a society where you have no responsibility and no freedom, no choice, only the false option of obedience to the law, or disobedience followed by punishment? Would you really want to go live in a prison?
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialAs a man's real power grows and his knowledge widens, ever the way he can follow grows narrower: until at last he chooses nothing,but does only and wholly what he must do...
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialSometimes you must go against the wheel's turn.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialNo, I don't mean love, when I say patriotism. I mean fear. The fear of the other. And its expressions are political, not poetical: hate, rivalry, aggression.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialNothing said in words ever came out quite even. Things in words got twisted and ran together, instead of staying straight and fitting together.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialNothing said in words ever came out quite even. Things in words got twisted and ran together, instead of staying straight and fitting together.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialIt's a rare gift, to know where you need to be, before you've been to all the places you don't need to be.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThis is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialYou don't speak of dreams as unreal. They exist. They leave a mark behind them.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialNo darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.