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'They who from private condition ascend to be princes, and merely by the indulgence of fortune, arrive without much trouble at their dignity, though it costs them dear to maintain it...being hurried as it were with wings, yet when they come to settle and establish then begins their misery.'

Kublai: I do not know when you have had time to visit all the countries you describe to me. It seems to me you have never moved from this garden.

Polo: Everything I see and do assumes meaning in a mental space where the same calm reigns as here...Perhaps all that is left of the world is a wasteland...(of rubbish and gardens) it is our eyelids that separate them, but we cannot know which is inside and which outside.

'The dreamed-of city contained him as a young man; he arrives at Isidora in his old age. In the square there is the wall where the old men sit and watch the young go by; he is seated in a row with them. Desires are already memories.'

Been racking my brain but I still can't understand how his statement that 'we cannot decide a priori what it is that should be done' holds up to his statements after. E.g., there is the thesis of man making himself 'in relation to his commitments' but in certain cases, isn't there an awareness prior said commitments, not matter how misled?

I feel seen so far

"An artist!" I interrupted. "What do you mean an 'artist'? An artist can slice a salami, too! Why do people think artists are special? It's just another job."

(reminds me of Tarantino's Once Upon a Time in Hollywood)

(to continue) Warhol's still such an interesting figure to me, but I'm craving a different type of book right now, but so far this has been really good! choppy though, but not exactly vignette-styled (still prefer Popism than this so far)

'For a man cannot change, that is to say become another person, while he continues to obey the dictates of the self which he has ceased to be.'

REAL 😭 I missed reading this !!!

'But I was troubled by the fundamental uncertainty inherent in post-structuralist theories—there was nothing left to hold you. I longed to believe in some a priori truth. Goodness and God.'

'Beauty and pleasure seem as inextricable from daily life as particles suspended in a liquid.'

not going swimmingly folks (im afraid i don't give as much of af about this romance part anymore)

'that love, purely individual, but assumed for him an objective reality superior to that of other concrete things'

proust is also for wilde enthusiasts

'I should never dream of thwarting the artistic vocation of a child...'

I'm reading Proust?!?

Reading Swann's Way is like steeping tea under the shade of a tree, laying on a picnic blanket. Truly challenging at times, but equally worth it thus far. Extremely psychological, which I didn't expect! Reminds me to take things slower too.

‘I suppose I kept going to these movies because there on the screen was some news I was not getting from The NewYork Times. I began to think I was seeing ideograms of the future.’

—and she was right

'They made a medley without melding or meddling.'
the musicality 🤌

i wanna read it slowly but also wanna keep reading it lmao i love this so much

shit hit the fan harder and it's PAINFUL to read

holy, this is gonna be a new favorite book!!! I can feel it!!!

'the constant calibration of their own well-being wouldn't allow true intimacy'

causation as unseen, yet felt -> can be a good reference when arguing for the existence of mental disorders !!!

" "Speculative boldness must be balanced by complete humility before logic, and before fact" (PR 17). Yet, humility without boldness of thought can be laziness, an excuse for caving in to the cynical argument of the Sophists that we cannot know anything so there is no reason to inquire. "

early in the book, yes, but I swear this belongs to the same shelf as Hemingway's Men Without Women

the!!poets!!are!!concerned!!(troubled?)with!!narration!!

"THE GAME OF ROLES

...everything you think is based, even at the most basic neuronal level, on the way you connect a long line of dots...Keep in mind that your mind is a twice-shattered light bulb and on the other side of detachment is the fact that someone is busy living while you are translating the fact that she's dead."

completely convinced that if oscar wilde existed in lispector's era, he would've DEVOURED this