Alan Wilson Watts (January 06, 1915 – November 16, 1973) Man is the only creature who hordes his dead.
Gary Younge On Thriving Against Racism
Gary Younge (January 1969 -) With racism, cynicism and intolerance on the rise, wages stagnant and faith that progressive change is possible declining even as resistance grows. Things look bleak. The propensity to despair is strong, but should not be indulged. Sing yourself up. Imagine a world in which you might thrive, for which there …
Pablo Neruda On Strangers
Pablo Neruda (July 12, 1904–September 23, 1973) To feel the intimacy of brothers is a marvelous thing in life. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those unknown to us, who …
Oliver Sacks On Nothing
Oliver Sacks (July 09, 1933 - August 30, 2015) Nature abhors a vacuum—and so do we. The idea of a void—of emptiness, nothingness, spacelessness, placelessness, all such “lessness”—is at once abhorrent and inconceivable, and yet it haunts us in the strangest, most paradoxical way. As Beckett writes, “Nothing is more real than nothing.”
Patricia Lee Smith On Love
Patricia Lee Smith (December 30, 1946 -) There’s no hierarchy. That’s the miracle of a triangle. No top, no bottom, no taking sides. Take away the tags of the Trinity — Father, Son and Holy Spirit — and replace each with love. See what I mean? Love. Love. Love. Equal weight encompassing the whole of …
Elif Shafak On Storytelling
Elif Shafak (October 25, 1971 -) I think the art of storytelling needs to ask questions rather than try to give answers. I don’t like it when novelists try to teach or preach. Our job is to bring the periphery to the center, make the invisible more visible, create open and democratic spaces wherein the …
Lorraine Vivian Hansberry On Depression
Lorraine Hansberry (May 19, 1930–January 12, 1965) It is curious how intellectual I have become about the whole thing… [about] what I apparently am. My unhappiness has become a steady, calm quiet sort of misery. It is always with me and when for a moment something or other stirs me from its immediate ravages (thank …
