Two thoughts
I wish I had more time to read.
How exhausting to be an individual. I wonder if more communal and collective societies are as exhausting.
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Two thoughts
I wish I had more time to read.
How exhausting to be an individual. I wonder if more communal and collective societies are as exhausting.
Albert Camus, Discours de Suède
âL'art n'est pas Ă mes yeux une rĂŠjouissance solitaire. Il est un moyen d'ĂŠmouvoir le plus grand nombre d'hommes en leur offrant une image privilĂŠgiĂŠe des souffrances et des joies communes. Il oblige donc l'artiste Ă ne pas s'isoler ; il le soumet Ă la vĂŠritĂŠ la plus humble et la plus universelle. Et celui qui, souvent, a choisi son destin d'artiste parce qu'il se sentait diffĂŠrent, apprend bien vite qu'il ne nourrira son art, et sa diffĂŠrence, qu'en avouant sa ressemblance avec tous. L'artiste se forge dans cet aller retour perpĂŠtuel de lui aux autres, Ă mi-chemin de la beautĂŠ dont il ne peut se passer et de la communautĂŠ Ă laquelle il ne peut s'arracher. C'est pourquoi les vrais artistes ne mĂŠprisent rien ; ils s'obligent Ă comprendre au lieu de juger.â
âChaque gĂŠnĂŠration, sans doute, se croit vouĂŠe Ă refaire le monde. La mienne sait pourtant qu'elle ne le refera pas. Mais sa tâche est peut-ĂŞtre plus grande. Elle consiste Ă empĂŞcher que le monde se dĂŠfasse. HĂŠritière d'une histoire corrompue oĂš se mĂŞlent les rĂŠvolutions dĂŠchues, les techniques devenues folles, les dieux morts et les idĂŠologies extĂŠnuĂŠes, oĂš de mĂŠdiocres pouvoirs peuvent aujourd'hui tout dĂŠtruire mais ne savent plus convaincre, oĂš l'intelligence s'est abaissĂŠe jusqu'Ă se faire la servante de la haine et de l'oppression, cette gĂŠnĂŠration a dĂť, en elle-mĂŞme et autour d'elle, restaurer, Ă partir de ses seules nĂŠgations, un peu de ce qui fait la dignitĂŠ de vivre et de mourir. Devant un monde menacĂŠ de dĂŠsintĂŠgration, oĂš nos grands inquisiteurs risquent d'ĂŠtablir pour toujours les royaumes de la mort, elle sait qu'elle devrait, dans une sorte de course folle contre la montre, restaurer entre les nations une paix qui ne soit pas celle de la servitude, rĂŠconcilier Ă nouveau travail et culture, et refaire avec tous les hommes une arche d'alliance.â
âWe must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.â
â Elie Wiesel (September 30, 1928âJuly 2, 2016)Â (via explore-blog)
We are always pursued by those we don't pursue.
Often loved by those we don't love.
Music
My understanding and memory of music is ordinal not cardinal. I often know the sequence of a symphony or song without knowing its name or who it is by.
âKnowledge ⌠is not the search for certainty. To err is human. All human knowledge is fallible and therefore uncertain. It follows that we must distinguish sharply between truth and certainty. That to err is human means not only that we must constantly struggle against error, but also that, even when we have taken the greatest care, we cannot be completely certain that we have not made a mistake⌠To combat the mistake, the error, means therefore to search for objective truth and to do everything possible to discover and eliminate falsehoods. This is the task of scientific activity. Hence we can say: our aim as scientists is objective truth; more truth, more interesting truth, more intelligible truth. We cannot reasonably aim at certainty.â
â Karl Popper, 1982
Wisdom from a thesis writer
Find a routine. Youâll never be as productive as you want to be, but you will do âenoughâ every day to get you to your destination.
People that make you feel comfortable and safe can go a long way.
See and listen to your good friends. Surround yourself with people who believe in you, people who make you laugh and people who you can talk to about things that have nothing to do with your thesis, but also listen to your thesis drama.
Move your body, run, do yoga.
Go see nature.
Take some weekends off.
Take some down time every day and do something unrelated to your thesis.
Eat with others when you can.
Avoid Twitter.
Avoid comparison.
Trust in the process, you are learning new things, you are becoming a new you. What matters is not so much recognition or praise but growth.
Just be you, dare to make mistakes and be authentic.
There will be many iterations, accept that, try your best and then use judgment to improve drafts.
Avoid speaking to supervisors if it makes you feel down.
Do something that will make you feel proud. What matters is not the degree, the accolades or the praise from supervisors, it is how you will feel about the end product.
Donât listen to people who tell you to not be ambitious, if you want to be ambitious.
Use this time as a replenishing moment, a moment to question who you are, to become who you want to become, to find the sources, to question the norms, to redraw the lines.
I want to promise to myself that Iâll be someone that ponders every word, that makes every sentence rich and meaning full. Saying that every word counts is saying â I take responsibility for every wordâ. Art isnât just expression, it is communication, and communication takes time, effort, empathy, commitment. Art takes a toll. I want to be the kind of person and author that takes responsibility but my body doesnât.
jeux dâeau
Ieri ascoltavo Ravel. mi ha veramente scossa. ricordi come fiumi torrenziali. una senzazione dâinfanzia, Parigina. triste ma vera, come il tempo che non torna. ho pensato che la vita passa, la musica invece eâ qualcosa di piuâ eterno. ho pianto come se molte altre cose avessero avuto bisogno di uscire insieme a quelle lacrime.
architecture
I first had this feeling in Naples. The monumental Piazza del Plebiscito, symbol of richness past, impoverished, full of tourists, chinese plastic goods everywhere - tiny airplanes, bouncy balls or bracelets. Hugeness and majesty in decay. Now the feeling is also here in London, New York. Majestic sky scrapers seem almost haunted, ghosts of the financial centers and funds that made them possible and which are hiding away, the money in off-shore bank accounts, while shops all around them are closing, barbers emptied and sandwich shops no longer in operation. Local stores with exorbitant prices and low supplies, women masked and angry. And whatâs left is a handful of loud children screaming in the nearby playground.
Silos
We tend to think in herds, in silos, in pre-boxed boxes. How to open them up? How to unfollow the crowd?
The best thing I have seen is the combination of difference, and excellence. People who are excellent and extremely passionate about different things always find a way to dialogue with one another. Passion is a form of resourcefulness that bridges difference
Eri il pieno, ora câè il tuo vuoto, ma si sente solo a tratti, come il canto degli uccelli, o le cicale. Ma è un dolore, quel vuoto, unâamputazione.
io nel frattempo oscillo. come sempre, come le onde. mi chiedo chi sono, che ci faccio qui, sempre a girare, incapace di trovare la mia gente. cosĂŹ traballante. ma forse câè luce, basta solo sapere che di luce si tratta, e cercarla, e darle spazio, e volerla, e mettersi in gioco per averla.
âleaderâ - che significa? Significa trancinare, motivare. Non basta la passione, ci vuole capacitĂ di stabilire contatto e empatia. E io mi sento poco cosĂŹ, poco trascinante. mi hanno detto che ero piĂš bella da lontano che da vicino. mi hanno detto che ho carisma, mi hanno detto che sono troppo negativa, che sono troppo insicura. tutte cose vere.Â
La verità è che la vita la capisco poco, capisco solo la sensazione instabile dellâoscillare, e poi capisco il dolore che mi fa la tua mancanza.
Luck
Being an imposter.
So many people out there are talented, thoughtful, tactful.
And me - a will - no manners - no memory - raw passion without talent. Blood and fear. Ice and fire. Doubt, ambiguity, self-doubt. Eternal self-doubt. A conqueress, yet clumsy. I fall from my horse, then stand, I descend, then reascend, and most of the time I shake.
Why me, then? Why am I so lucky?
Reminders
Donât be afraid of those who appear knowledgeable or talented, they probably simply believe in themselves. Believe in yourself and do the work that takes you where you want to be.
Donât be afraid of those who are arrogant and act successful. Ground yourself.
Cultivate passion, nourish curiosity, reach the ground, the bottom, the depths and even deeper, thatâs where you find the most powerful ideas.
Dig: it will be painful, there will be dirt, it will bring some despair, but it is the only way to find gold.
Humans are conformists: you put a bunch of people on Twitter, you make them follow one another, theyâll all start tweeting about the same things
Normative worldviews, narratives, have a gravitational pull: if I think a story is true or beautiful or poignant then I want to fit everything within that story.
Bravery is always more intelligent than fear, since it is built on the foundation of what one knows about oneself: the knowledge of oneâs strength and capacity, of oneâs passion.
Nicole Krauss