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"The human imagination... has great difficulty in living strictly within the confines of a materialist practice or philosophy. It dreams, like a dog in its basket, of hares in the open."
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"Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time."
"The camera relieves us of the burden of memory. It surveys us like God, and it surveys for us. Yet no other god has been so cynical, for the camera records in order to forget."
"Ours is the century of enforced travel of disappearances. The century of people helplessly seeing others, who were close to them, disappear over the horizon."
"That we find a crystal or a poppy beautiful means that we are less alone, that we are more deeply inserted into existence than the course of a single life would lead us to believe."
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"Modern thought has transferred the spectral character of Death to the notion of time itself. Time has become Death triumphant over all."
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"It is good to have a dream, as long as the dream does not have you."
"When the white arm rests upon the knee it is a triangle; now it is upright - a column; now a fountain, falling. It makes no sign, it does not beckon, it does not see us. Behind it roars the sea. It is beyond our reach. Yet there I venture. There I go to replenish my emptiness, to stretch my nights and fill them fuller and fuller with dreams. And for a second even now, even here, I reach my object and say, "Wander no more. All is trial and make-believe. Here is the end."
"Dreaming pleasantly is spiritual."
"Discover your true passion in life. Turn it into a big dream. Promise yourself that quitting isn't an option, and then work tirelessly on it until its reality becomes your new present. There is truly more to life than just working for a paycheck."
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