东西
Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.
Desire is not a thing to be understood. It is a thing to be endured.
The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read.
The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read.
I write to challenge the status quo, to question the given.
I write to make the invisible visible.
I write to remember, to keep alive what would otherwise be lost.
I will not be able to write anything else. I have nothing more to say.
Writing is a way of making the invisible visible.
To write is to give shape to the formless.
I write to make the invisible visible.
Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our passion, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.
Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our passion, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.
The truth of our faith becomes a matter of ridicule among the infidels if any Catholic, not gifted with the necessary scientific learning, presents as dogma what scientific scrutiny shows to be false.
The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced.
The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction.
The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction... The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. That is the hyperreal.
The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction... The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced.
The human soul is a fragile thing.