Some people acquire the travel bug. Others are born with it. My affliction, if that’s what it is, went into remission for many years following my aborted expedition with Drew. It resurfaced after college with renewed fury. I desperately wanted to see the world, preferably on someone else’s dime. But how? I had no marketable …
Continue reading The Geography of Bliss – Eric Weiner – Quotes
But why are trees such social beings? Why do they share food with their own species and sometimes even go so far as to nourish their competitors? The reasons are the same as for human communities: there are advantages to working together. A tree is not a forest. On its own, a tree cannot establish …
Continue reading The Hidden Life of Trees – Peter Wohlleben – Quotes
There is really nothing more to say - except why. But since why is difficult to handle, one must take refuge in how. They lived there because they were poor and black, and they stayed there because they believed they were ugly. Although their poverty was traditional and stultifying, it was not unique. But their ugliness was …
Brains are individual phenomena producing wildly varying products; uteruses bring forth one kind of creation. Maybe our obsession with happiness is a way not to ask those other questions, a way to ignore how spacious our lives can be, how effective our work can be, and how far-reaching our love can be. Masculinity is a …
Continue reading The Mother of All Questions:Further Feminisms – Rebecca Solnit – Quotes
There was food and drink. The right butter. The wrong butter. The tea of allegiance. The tea of betrayal. He'd homed in on that flag issue, the flags-and-emblems issue, instinctive and emotional because flags were invented to be instinctive and emotional - often pathologically, narcissistically emotional - and he meant that flag of the country …
Art takes time. To spend an hour looking at a painting is difficult. The public gallery experience is one that encourages art at a trot. The average reader (and we must remember that the average reader does not exist before the late nineteenth century) is a product of modern schooling and conservative taste. T be …
Continue reading Art Objects. Essays on Ecstasy and Effrontery – Jeanette Winterson – Quotes
Looking at my reflection really did soothe me, though I hated my face with a passion. Such is the life of self-obsessed. I was terribly grim and unaffected, unfriendly. Or else I was strained and chipper and awkward, grating. "Ha-ha", I said, "Coming or going, that's me - flat." I'd never learned how to relate …
