"Surrealism is a bourgeois disaffection; that its militants thought it universal is only one of the signs that it is typically bourgeois." --Susan Sontag
"For men (as far as I know them) always will tell you what they think you ought to know, and always will give you what they think you ought to want: but they never will give you what you want, and they never will tell you what you want to know. Perhaps they cannot." --Baron Corvo
"The structure of the story, as it is engaged by the reader, should have a similar effect to that of discovering a selection of items in a container of unlabelled material from someone else’s life. The end of the story, instead of providing closure, tries to recreate the moment in which some fragments of evidence–which might not actually be evidence–flicker together to suggest the possibility of a pattern that might never have been there anyway." --M John Harrison, via feuilleton
Anthropocene Denial Bingo. (via wood_s lot) "Maybe the problem for culture is not to disrupt people’s illusions – when has that ever lasted long or for many? – but to create a new illusory envelope. One at least more attuned to what kinds of action in the world such delusion needs to motivate."
"...how to publish 10 to 20 new Kindle books a day without writing a word..."--from a 2011 article on reuters --& that's not even counting fake publishers
"For he that is not glad of any just occasion of Martyrdome, has not the faith he professeth but pretends it onely, to set some colour upon his own contumacy." --Hobbes
"He [Rolfe] asserted, also, that he understood in part the language of the cats; and events so far bore out his claim that when, in the moonlight, he muttered his incantations on the lawn, strange cats as well as those of the household abandoned their prowls to rub purringly against his legs." --The Quest for Corvo
(via national weather service via Wes Hartman on Fb)
"The minion of the sorcerer prince at the Bridge of the Winter" --Hymns of Zarathustra, Yasna 51:12
"The metaphysicians of Tlön are not looking for truth, nor even for an approximation of it; they are after a kind of amazement."
―Jorge Luis Borges, Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius
"... I embraced Cusack as a true comrade only after I opened his refrigerator and found nothing but an old brass bus horn and a pair of small antlers in his freezer." --Arundhati Roy
