Stephan De Winter
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De Ziener
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"Parijs, schreef de francofiele Brit Julian Barnes vijftien jaar geleden in The London Review of Books, is niet te vatten in één boek. Daarvoor heeft de stad een te discontinu groeipatroon gekend. In zijn flink uit de kluiten gewassen Passage Parijs, "
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“Niet onze overtuigingen, maar onze twijfels zullen ons verenigen.”
― Palmloos Gebed/Massamoord Refrein
― Palmloos Gebed/Massamoord Refrein
“Hij voelde zich als een gereïncarneerde nieuwgeborene: verkwikt in de aanschijn van een nieuwe wereld, maar in het bezit van een wijsheid die wel eeuwen terug ging.”
― Palmloos Gebed/Massamoord Refrein
― Palmloos Gebed/Massamoord Refrein
“De beste van alle werelden is ook de meest fragiele van alle werelden.”
― Palmloos Gebed/Massamoord Refrein
― Palmloos Gebed/Massamoord Refrein
“grief is a house
where the chairs
have forgotten how to hold us
the mirrors how to reflect us
the walls how to contain us
grief is a house that disappears
each time someone knocks at the door
or rings the bell
a house that blows into the air
at the slightest gust
that buries itself deep in the ground
while everyone is sleeping
grief is a house where no one can protect you
where the younger sister
will grow older than the older one
where the doors
no longer let you in
or out”
― The Sky Is Everywhere
where the chairs
have forgotten how to hold us
the mirrors how to reflect us
the walls how to contain us
grief is a house that disappears
each time someone knocks at the door
or rings the bell
a house that blows into the air
at the slightest gust
that buries itself deep in the ground
while everyone is sleeping
grief is a house where no one can protect you
where the younger sister
will grow older than the older one
where the doors
no longer let you in
or out”
― The Sky Is Everywhere
“To navigate in a world without value is to be without rudder or destination, and yet without science, we navigate blind. To many, apparently, blindness is preferable.”
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“[...] nonstate conflicts kill far fewer people than conflicts that involve a government, perhaps a quarter as many. Again, this is not surprising, since goverments almost by definition are in the violence business.”
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“Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)”
― Leaves of Grass
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)”
― Leaves of Grass


















































