Stephan De Winter
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in Wetteren
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"William H. Gass schreef maar liefst zesentwintig jaar aan zijn magnum opus The Tunnel, en dat is er aan te merken: dit boek is een absoluut meesterwerk. Soms onleesbaar, met momenten compleet waanzinnig, vaak desoriënterend; maar steeds geniaal.
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"Truth be told, I found Malina by Austrian author Ingeborg Bachmann (1926-1973) a difficult read, as it follows the fragmented feelings and thoughts of a traumatised woman. Perhaps it can be compared to Virginia Woolf’s
Mrs Dalloway
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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