G C Lichtenberg: “It is as if our languages were confounded: when we want a thought, they bring us a word; when we ask for a word, they give us a dash; and when we expect a dash, there comes a piece of bawdy.”
W H Auden: "But in my arms till break of day / Let the living creature lie. / Mortal, guilty, but to me/ The entirely beautiful."
Will Self: “To attempt to write seriously is always, I feel, to fail – the disjunction between my beautifully sonorous, accurate and painfully affecting mental content, and the leaden, halting sentences on the page always seems a dreadful falling short. It is this failure – a ceaseless threnody keening through the writing mind – that dominates my working life, just as an overweening sense of not having loved with enough depth or recklessness or tenderness dominates my personal one.”
John Gray: "Unlike Schopenhauer, who lamented the human lot, Leopardi believed that the best response to life is laughter. What fascinated Schopenhauer, along with many later writers, was Leopardi’s insistence that illusion is necessary to human happiness."
Art Spiegelman: "You know words in a way are hitting you on the left side of your brain, music and visual arts hit on the right side of the brain, so the idea is to pummel you, to send you from left brain to right brain and back until you're as unbalanced as I am."
विलास सारंग: "संदर्भ कुठलेही असोत, संस्कृत, इंग्रजी, बुद्धिवादी, तांत्रिक, इतिहासाचे, खगोलशास्त्राचे, आधुनिक पदार्थविज्ञानाचे, शिवकालीन व पेशवाईतील बखरीचे, अगणित ज्ञानक्षेत्रांचे, अशा वैविध्यपूर्ण ज्ञानावर लेखन- विशेषत: कवितालेखन- उभं राहत."
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
For a long time now most of them have been either vulgar or prurient or dumb or combination of them. Silly but not dangerous perhaps. Now, they have crossed the threshold. They have turned injurious to our health.
Serial “Asambhav” on Zee Marathi give credence to things like rebirth, ghosts, black magic etc. Many of them (“Vahinee Saheb”, “Avghachi Sansar”) show abominable violence against women. They perhaps would like to show more sex to make the ultimate cocktail but currently don’t.
If there are any sensible actors involved in making of this trash, I am sure they ask:
“During rehearsals, at least, couldn’t I just say ‘Gosh darn’?”
Artist: Richard Decker The New Yorker 12 Jan 1963
Cannot we just enjoy a good afternoon of bat versus ball when no wicket falls, not many runs are scored but still enough happens to show us game’s inherent beauty.
Adam Gopnik puts it well for football: “ -- man accepting his hard circumstances, the near-certainty of his failure. There is, after all, something familiar about a contest in which nobody wins and nobody pots a goal. Nil-nil is the score of life.”
John Carlos 1968 Mexico Olympics 200m Bronze Medallist- who along with gold medallist Tommie Smith raised black-gloved fists on the podium for the medal ceremony to protest US government’s policies:
“Why do we have to wear the uniform of your country? Why do they play national anthems? Why do we have to beat the Russians? Why do the East Germans have to beat the West Germans? Why can’t everyone wear the same colors but wear numbers to tell them apart? What happened to the Olympic ideal of man against man?”
Artist: Richard Decker The New Yorker 4 Oct 1958
It says : ” There are only a few basic ways to fight viruses. A vaccine can prime the immune system to attack them as soon as they invade the body. If a virus manages to establish itself, a doctor may be able to prescribe a drug to slow down its spread. And if all else fails, a doctor may quarantine a patient to head off an epidemic.
Now some scientists are exploring a fundamentally different strategy to fight viruses. They want to wipe them out by luring them to their destruction, like mice to mousetraps.”
Next what? Chattering viruses?
Artist: Helen E. Hokinson The New Yorker 2 Aug 1941