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|Archived Since:||July 13, 2011|
"Understanding this truth about the human mind has the potential to change our sense of moral goodness and what it would mean to create a just society."
"We no longer study the art of dying, a regular discipline and hygiene in older cultures; but all eyes, at rest, contain that knowledge. The body knows. And the camera shows, inexorably."
"The war of an artist with his society is a lover’s war, and he does, at his best, what lovers do, which is to reveal the beloved to himself and, with that revelation, to make freedom real."
"In the wholeheartedness of concentration, world and self begin to cohere. With that state comes an enlarging: of what may be known, what may be felt, what may be done."
"Forget your personal tragedy... Good writers always come back. Always."
"The day, the living day, the actual moment, the pang of real life, — to be faithful to this, one must always pay attention, one must never dismiss anything a priority as too trivial."
"Every advance of intellect beyond the ordinary measure, as an abnormal development, disposes to madness."
An illustrated celebration of our pattern-recognition ability and a radiant invitation to attentive wonderment.
"War and chaos have plagued the world for quite a long time, but each epoch creates its own special pulse-beat for the artists to interpret."
A biological Ship-of-Theseus exploration of how quickly your body replaces itself, from your nails to your neurons.
"When I am no longer capable of disappointment the romance will be gone: I may as well be dead."
A record of searing tenderness and sorrowful optimism, harmonizing heartbreak and hope.
How a sole "scruffy signal" jokingly attributed to "little green men" forever changed our image of the cosmos.
A visual serenade to presence and a lamentation of how we continually eject ourselves from it.
"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way... As a man is, so he sees."
"We are surrounded by mystery, by what we don’t know and, more dramatically, by what we can’t know."
"I've never believed in objective journalism... because all writing is about selecting what you want to use. And as soon as you choose what to select, you're not being objective."
"Under a government which imprisons unjustly, the true place for a just man is also a prison."
"Loneliness is personal, and it is also political. Loneliness is collective... We are in this together, this accumulation of scars... What matters is kindness; what matters is solidarity."
A beacon of searing solidarity by Denise Levertov, Charles Olson, Allen Ginsberg, Robert Duncan, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, and other politically awake titans of poetic might.