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Eating is a scandal at the heart of human life. On the one hand because eating implies dismemberment and destruction of that which is consumed: we live by making other beings die. On the other hand because eating reveals a contradiction in the basic structure of human desire. We long to be united with objects and beings outside ourselves, and eating—actual incorporation of an object into our own substance — constitutes the ultimate form of union.

Alec Irwin, "Devoured by God: Cannibalism, mysticism, and ethics in Simone Weil." CrossCurrents (2001): 257-272.

#v

finalgirlabigailhobbs

Friendship is a miracle by which a person consents to view from a certain distance, and without coming any nearer, the very being who is necessary to him as food. It requires the strength of soul that Eve did not have[.]

Simone Weil, “Forms of the Implicit Love of God”

wellconstructedsentences

In order to arrive there, To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not, You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy. You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance. In order to possess what you do not possess You must go by the way of dispossession. In order to arrive at what you are not You must go through the way in which you are not. And what you do not know is the only thing you know And what you own is what you do not own And where you are is where you are not.

Four Quartets by T.S. Eliot

#poem of all time #ts eliot

soracities

Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch (trans. Gregory Rabassa)

[Text ID: “As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.”]

#cortazar mi bro #<3

Monument, Moment, and Memory: Monet's Cathedral in Fin de Siècle France

By Ronald R. Bernier

#on memory #things are cooking things are coming #s.text

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holy quaternity

petaltexturedskies

She had no idea how to cope with life and she was only vaguely aware of her own inner emptiness. Were she capable of explaining herself, she might well confide: the world stands outside me. I stand outside myself.

Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star

#one of the books of all time

farewell-to-lorien

Composer Claude Debussy once said, ‘Music is the space between the notes,’ and much like music, a relational bond is the connection we share between the words.

Katherine Woodward Thomas, Conscious Uncoupling

#language

dance-world

George Skibine and Marjorie Tallchief in L'ange gris (The gray angel). First given by the Grand Ballet du Marquis de Cuevas at the Deauville Casino Theatre on August 29, 1953. Story by the Marquis de Cuevas. Music by Claude Debussy. Decor and costumes by Gaston Sébire. Choreography by George Skibine. Photo by Serge Lido.

#art