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.”

Shel Silverstein : “Talked my head off Worked my tail off Cried my eyes out Walked my feet off Sang my heart out So you see, There’s really not much left of me.” ~

Martin Amis: “Gogol is funny, Tolstoy in his merciless clarity is funny, and Dostoyevsky, funnily enough, is very funny indeed; moreover, the final generation of Russian literature, before it was destroyed by Lenin and Stalin, remained emphatically comic — Bunin, Bely, Bulgakov, Zamyatin. The novel is comic because life is comic (until the inevitable tragedy of the fifth act);...”

Werner Herzog: “We are surrounded by worn-out, banal, useless and exhausted images, limping and dragging themselves behind the rest of our cultural evolution.”

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."

Justin E.H. Smith: “One should of course take seriously serious efforts to improve society. But when these efforts fail, in whole or in part, it is only humor that offers redemption. So far, human expectations have always been strained, and have always come, give or take a bit, to nothing. In this respect reality itself has the form of a joke, and humor the force of truth.”

विलास सारंग: "… . . 1000 नंतर ज्या प्रकारची संस्कृती रुढ झाली , त्यामध्ये साधारणत्व विश्वात्मकता हे गुण प्राय: लुप्त झाले...आपली संस्कृती अकाली विश्वात्मक साधारणतेला मुकली आहे."

Saturday, December 17, 2016

(पन्नास वर्षांपूर्वी एक फार महान ) विदूषक आटोपला...Buster Keaton Died 50 Years Ago

Year 2016 is 50th death anniversary year of Buster Keaton (Oct 4, 1895- Feb 1, 1966)

सदानंद रेगे:
"सकाळी सकाळीच
हसण्याचा आवाज आला
 तेव्हाच मी ओळखलं-
वरच्या मजल्यावरचा
 विदूषक आटोपला.

प्रेतयात्रा व्यवस्थित
तडक थेट बिनबोभाट
हसत हसत. 

त्याच्या अश्रू-अश्रूची
 राख झाली
अन आमच्या कवट्या फ़ुटल्या
तरी त्याचं हसू
काही केल्या फुटेना. 

विदूषकाने जाताना 
हसू मागे ठेवून जावं,
हे त्याला कधी 
कळलंच नाही."

Artist: Joseph Farris, The New Yorker, May 12 1980

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