I examined my own heart. And there you were. Never, I fear, to be removed.
— Jane Austen, Emma
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@nomindreader
I examined my own heart. And there you were. Never, I fear, to be removed.
— Jane Austen, Emma
Ce que l'on conçoit bien s'énonce clairement.
— Nicolas Boileau
If alienation excludes consciousness of alienation, then this could also reasonnably mean that 'love' in its true sense isn’t something that everyone can experience, for love can only spring from understanding.
Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
— John Lennon, Beautiful Boy
Il n'y a pas de regard réel, d'observation pure. Il y a un regard et il y a le réel.
— Nicolas Lévesque, Phora
Mais le self-made-man ou la self-made-woman est un mythe, celui d'une égalité de départ et d'une inégalité naturelle produite par le jeu de la concurrence et du mérite personnel. Nous sommes tous et toutes les produits de nos sociétés, voire des assistés sociaux.
— Jean-Philippe Pleau, Rue Duplessis
The book I’m reading at the moment comes from a friend. It feels quite satisfying and intimate somehow to be able to read it along with his notes in it. I believe I should ask for my friends books more often. Literally a window through their mind!
So this book I’m actually reading triggers reflection. It is clear that even if learning isn’t necessarily an easy task, at the end it often feels rewarding. Figuratively, i’d say that it’s like opening a window to a new reality from which you can open another window to a new one and it keeps repeating itself like that over and over again. The more difficult going through one is, the more satisfying it gets once on the other side.
Quite unsuspectedly, it really does enrich life over time even if what is remembered is actually how tough the journey was.
Autant on peut penser que les inégalités économiques affleurent à la conscience de ceux qui en sont victimes, autant dans le cas des inégalités culturelles, on a affaire à un phénomène tout à fait paradoxal en ce sens que, d'une certaine façon, l'aliénation exclut la conscience de l'aliénation. C'est-à-dire que les gens qui sont privés de culture sont privés de la conscience de la privation.
— Pierre Bourdieu
I am actually reading a biography about a man's own 'internal migration'. It’s about the generation gap between him and his parents. Who they are and where they come from. Who the author was as a child and who he is now after having benefited from an education. The man is now a writer and sociologist. I can recognize myself to some extent in his own story. Trying to reconcile who I am now with who my parents are. I know that not all that I live needs to be shared with them. But many things/subjects that should trigger interest or excitement are too often inaccessible to them. This makes many beliefs collapse at once as it becomes so obvious that we are what we learn.
A historic loan from France
The Bayeux Tapestry
at The British Museum from September 2026