Raphael Hanna
http://www.sustainingsoul.net/
“In the small and the insignificant - that's where life hides, that's where it builds its nest.”
― The Physics of Sorrow
― The Physics of Sorrow
“I understood, vividly, the frustration of the revolutionary who wanted to sweep the whole mess out of existence and begin again. I understood the despair of the young, who wanted to drop out, like the Poverello of Assisi, and live in fraternal simplicity on cannabis and corn-bread. I understood the seductive illusion of dictatorship: that one messianic man armed with plenary power could impose order and unity with a wave of his sceptre. More slowly, I began to see Bruno Manzini's belief that we were all prisoners of our genes and our history and that our future was written by scribes long perished.”
― The Salamander
― The Salamander
“A new conviction was crystallizing out of the murky fluid of my own thoughts. There was no cure for the human condition because every man read the present and plotted the future in the light of his own past. There was no such thing as a clean start, because no one truly forgave and no one wholly forgot. In the end, the folk memory betrayed us all. The wrongs of the fathers were revenged on the children.”
― The Salamander
― The Salamander
“Even if you weren't born in Versailles, Athens, Rome, or Paris, the sublime will always find a form in which to appear before you. If you haven't read Pseudo Longinus, haven't heard of Kant, or if you inhabit the eternal, illiterate fields of anonymous villages and towns, of empty days and nights, the sublime will reveal itself to you in your own language.”
― The Physics of Sorrow
― The Physics of Sorrow
“I remember clearly how we read back then. The whole ecstasy of that youthful reading, it wasn't reading, but galloping, racing through books. We sought out the racehorse of action, direct speech, short, muscular expressions. We hated ritardandos, the descriptions of nature, who needed them...
Now I feel the need to stop, like an old man winded by climbing up a slope he used to take in three bounds. The hidden pleasures of slowness. I love to linger long over some "It was a pleasant May morning, the birds were shouting with song, the dew glowed beneath the sun's soft rays...”
― The Physics of Sorrow
Now I feel the need to stop, like an old man winded by climbing up a slope he used to take in three bounds. The hidden pleasures of slowness. I love to linger long over some "It was a pleasant May morning, the birds were shouting with song, the dew glowed beneath the sun's soft rays...”
― The Physics of Sorrow
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