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“At first glance, writing may seem not nearly so much an art of the body as, say, dancing or gardening or carpentry. And yet language is the most intimately physical of all the artistic means. We have it palpably in our mouths...Writing it, we shape it with our hands. Reading aloud what we have written—as we must do, if we are writing carefully—our language passes in at the eyes, out at the mouth, in at the ears; the words are immersed and steeped in the senses of the body before they make sense in the mind. They cannot make sense in the mind until they have made sense in the body. Does shaping one's words with one's own hand impart character and quality to them, as does speaking them with one's own tongue to the satisfaction of one's own ear? There is no way to prove that it does. On the other hand, there is no way to prove that it does not, and I believe that it does.”
― Wendell Berry, Why I Am Not Going to Buy a Computer

“A computer destroys the sense of historical succession, just as do other forms of mechanization...Certain farms contain hospitably the remnants and reminders of the forest or prairie that preceded them. It is possible even for towns and cities to remember farms and forests or prairies. All good human work remembers its history.”
― Wendell Berry, Why I Am Not Going to Buy a Computer

“I always thought you were going to kill me," I say.
"Me too," he says. "I tried not to think about it."
I wind my fingers in his hair. It's thicker than mine, and curlier, and it shines golden in the firelight. There's a mole on his cheek that I've wanted to kiss since I was 12. I do.
"For a long time," I say.
"Hmmm?" He opens one eye.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time. Almost since we met..."
Snow closes his eyes again and smiles like he's trying not to.
I smile, too, only because he isn't watching. "I thought it was going to kill me.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Carry On

“Why should anybody wait to do what is right until everybody does it?”
― Wendell Berry, Why I Am Not Going to Buy a Computer