More specifically concerning: moment
for future reference
31 January 2023, around 8.57.
It should have been easy to go through (or to start to go through) the digital photographs and discard the least interesting of countless pictures of stacks of books (how many could one possibly need?) or the out-of-focus and ill-composed images of people whose names I have forgotten. I will admit I was anticipating folder […]
new regimen
8 February 2023, around 4.37.
ὁ βίος βραχὺς, ἡ δὲ τέχνη μακρὴ, ὁ δὲ καιρὸς ὀξὺς, ἡ δὲ πεῖρα σφαλερὴ, ἡ δὲ κρίσις χαλεπή. Life is short; art is long; opportunity [the moment] fugitive; experience delusive; judgment difficult. —Hippocrates (Aphorisms, 1.1, trans. Thomas Coar, 1822) Reading some of the Hippocratic writings in the morning, I like to imagine the book […]
fleeting
21 February 2023, around 11.44.
Undoubtedly, the landscape will be endearing to someone in the future, even if it changes again. People live in the world of their own moment. They get used to their environment and cannot waste emotions on grieving over everything that has changed. —Andri Snær Magnason (On Time and Water, trans. Lytton Smith, p. 251)
Citation (73)
21 June 2023, around 7.57.
on summer evenings.
Adversaria (4)
31 July 2023, around 4.19.
‘At this point the dialogue with myself became uncomfortable, and I stopped thinking. I had reached a dead end’ —Carl Jung (Memories, Dreams, Reflections, trans. Richard and Clara Winston, p. 171) ‘…psycho-analysis brings out the worst in everyone.’ —Sigmund Freud (The History of the Psycho-Analytic Movement [in the Standard edition, vol. 14], p. 39) ‘The […]
Adversaria (5)
31 August 2023, around 4.33.
‘Take a story from a place and drop it into another place and it doesn’t necessarily make sense, at least not at first. Like people, stories don’t always travel well. Nothing belongs everywhere, and some things only belong somewhere. But some stories, when they travel, can spark strange things in unmeasured hearts’ —Paul Kingsnorth (Savage […]
Adversaria (6)
30 September 2023, around 4.17.
‘The parallel reader. He has ten books open at once and reads one sentence in each, then the next sentence in the book beside it. What a scholar!’ —Elias Canetti (Notes from Hampstead, trans. John Hargraves, p. 68) ‘That poignant sensation which makes you take hold of a sentence as though it were a weapon’ […]