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  • #1
    Pierre-Joseph Proudhon
    “Property is theft!”
    Pierre Joseph Proudhon, Quest-ce que la propriété? ou Recherches sur le principe du droit et du gouvernement

  • #2
    Aristophanes
    “Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.”
    Aristophanes

  • #3
    Virginia Woolf
    “For books continue each other, in spite of our habit of judging them separately.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own and Three Guineas

  • #4
    Dorothy L. Sayers
    “How fleeting are all human passions compared with the massive continuity of ducks.”
    Dorothy L. Sayers, Gaudy Night

  • #5
    “Books are the province of romantics and humanists, not heartless nerds.”
    Nicholas Negroponte

  • #6
    Stanisław Lem
    “No insults, please!" said Pugg. "For I am not your usual uncouth pirate, but refined and with a Ph.D., and therefore extremely high-strung.”
    Stanisław Lem, The Cyberiad

  • #7
    Buster Keaton
    “Down through the years my face has been called a sour puss, a dead pan, a frozen face, The Great Stone Face, and, believe it or not, "a tragic mask." On the other hand that kindly critic, the late James Agee, described my face as ranking "almost with Lincoln's as an early American archetype, it was haunting, handsome, almost beautiful." I can't imagine what the great rail splitter's reaction would have been to this, though I sure was pleased.”
    Buster Keaton, My Wonderful World of Slapstick

  • #8
    Stanisław Lem
    “One can, to be sure, program a digital machine in such a way as to be able to carry on a conversation with it, as if with an intelligent partner. The machine will employ, as the need arises, the pronoun “I” and all its grammatical inflections. This, however, is a hoax! The machine will still be closer to a billion chattering parrots—howsoever brilliantly trained the parrots be—than to the simplest, most stupid man. It mimics the behavior of a man on the purely linguistic plane and nothing more.”
    Stanisław Lem, A Perfect Vacuum

  • #9
    Thomas Pynchon
    “Don't forget the real business of war is buying and selling. The murdering and violence are self-policing, and can be entrusted to non-professionals. The mass nature of wartime death is useful in many ways. It serves as spectacle, as diversion from the real movements of the War. It provides raw material to be recorded into History, so that children may be taught History as sequences of violence, battle after battle, and be more prepared for the adult world. Best of all, mass death's a stimolous to just ordinary folks, little fellows, to try 'n' grab a piece of that Pie while they're still here to gobble it up. The true war is a celebration of markets.”
    Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow

  • #10
    Thomas Pynchon
    “Paranoids are not paranoid because they're paranoid, but because they keep putting themselves, fucking idiots, deliberately into paranoid situations.”
    Thomas Pynchon

  • #11
    Thomas Pynchon
    “Kekulé dreams the Great Serpent holding its own tail in its mouth, the dreaming Serpent which surrounds the World. But the meanness, the cynicism with which this dream is to be used. The Serpent that announces, "The World is a closed thing, cyclical, resonant, eternally-returning," is to be delivered into a system whose only aim is to violate the Cycle. Taking and not giving back, demanding that "productivity" and "earnings" keep on increasing with time, the System removing from the rest of the World these vast quantities of energy to keep its own tiny desperate fraction showing a profit: and not only most of humanity—most of the World, animal, vegetable, and mineral, is laid waste in the process. The System may or may not understand that it's only buying time. And that time is an artificial resource to begin with, of no value to anyone or anything but the System, which must sooner or later crash to its death, when its addiction to energy has become more than the rest of the World can supply, dragging with it innocent souls all along the chain of life. Living inside the System is like riding across the country in a bus driven by a maniac bent on suicide . . . though he's amiable enough, keeps cracking jokes back through the loudspeaker . . .”
    Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow



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