All of a sudden, images from every crime movie I'd ever seen began to pop into my mind—the windowless room, the harsh lights and narrow hallways, images which did not seem so much theatrical or foreig...
«La gente muore, questo è un dato di fatto» diceva la mamma. «Ma il modo in cui perdiamo le cose è insensato e terribile. Per incuria. Incendi, guerre. Il Partenone utilizzato come un magazzino per le...
Do you remember what we were speaking of earlier, of how bloody, terrible things are sometimes the most beautiful? he said. It’s a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever...
That surge of power and delight, of confidence, of control. That sudden sense of the richness of the world. Its infinite possibility.
And I'm hoping there's some larger truth about suffering here, or at least my understanding of it - although I've come to realize that the only truths that matter to me are the ones I don't, and can't...
And if what they say is true--if every great painting is really a self-portrait--what, if anything, is Fabritius saying about himself?
. . is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?
Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before
The idea of losing control is one that fascinates controlled people such as ourselves more than almost anything.
Why am I made the way I am? Why do I care about all the wrong things, and nothing at all for the right ones? Or, to tip it another way: how can I see clearly that everything I love or care about is il...
It seems to me that psychology is only another word for what the ancients called fate.
They too, knew this beautiful and harrowing landscape; they'd had the same experience of looking up from their books with fifth-century eyes and finding the world disconcertingly sluggish and alien, a...
Silver—well, Bobo was actually not so bad guy. ‘The Mensch’?
Maybe good luck was like bad luck in that it took awhile for it to sink in. You don't feel anything at first. The feeling came later on.
E per quanto mi piacerebbe credere che ci sia un verità dietro l'illusione, mi sono convinto che non c'è alcuna verità dietro l'illusione. Perché, tra la relatà da un lato, e il punto in cui la mente...
Well -- think about this. What if all your actions and choices, good or bad, make no difference to God? What if the pattern is pre-set? No no -- hang on -- this is a question worth struggling with. Wh...
Sometimes when there's been an accident and reality is too sudden and strange to comprehend, the surreal will take over
Lo so, lo so, ma ascoltami. Hai letto L’idiota, vero? Sì. Beh, L’idiota è un libro molto inquietante per me. Mi ha fatto così effetto che dopo non ho quasi più letto romanzi, a parte roba tipo ‘Uomini...
That Mossberg, Boris said to me, accepting the bottle passed over the front seat. Evil dirty thing. Sawed off--? sprays pellets here to Hamburg. Aim it way the fuck away from everyone and still you wi...
None of us ever find enough kindness in the world, do we?