"The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust them: it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things - the beauty, the memory of our own past - are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshipers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited." -- C. S. Lewis
I keep losing this. So instead of finding it every time, I'll just post it here.
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"Life has changed into a timeless succession of shocks, interspaced with empty, paralysed intervals. "
Thursday, March 11, 2004
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- Abdulla Faraz
- is having a feeling of nausea. The cultural malaise is overwhelming, deep and permeating in everything.
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