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"Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent" - Salvor Hardin, Isaac Asimov's Foundation

"Let's see what violence we can muster" - Salvor Hardin, David Goyer's adaptation of Isaac Asimov's Foundation as seen on Apple TV.
 
I don't want to get political or start a debate on the rights and wrongs of the present conflict in Ukraine but it has produced to note worthy quotes, that I imagine will live on for a long time after the war itself has been concluded.

Russian ship go fuck yourself.

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I don't need a ride, I need ammunition.
 
magic clown said:
I don't want to get political or start a debate on the rights and wrongs of the present conflict in Ukraine but it has produced to note worthy quotes, that I imagine will live on for a long time after the war itself has been concluded.

Russian ship go fuck yourself.

and

I don't need a ride, I need ammunition.
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I don't see how that could be memorable.
 
"Ebenezer hesitated. ' ’Tis a great step.'

' 'Tis a great world and a short life!' replied Burlingame. 'A pox on all steps but great ones!'

'I fear me what Father would say, did he hear of't.'

'My dear fellow,' Burlingame said caustically, 'we sit here on a blind rock careening through space; we are all of us rushing headlong to the grave. Think you the worms will care, when anon they make a meal of you, whether you spent your moments sighing wigless in your chamber, or sacked the golden towns of Montezuma? Lookee, the day's nigh spent; 'tis gone careening into time forever. Not a tale's length past we lined our bowels with dinner and already they growl for more. We are dying men, Ebenezer: i'faith, there's time for naught but bold resolves!'"


From: The Sot-weed Factor by John Barth
 
“[L]et us remember that our knowledge of the world begins not with matter but with perceptions. I know for sure that my pain exists, my “green” exists, and my “sweet” exists. I do not need any proof of their existence, because these events are a part of me; everything else is a theory. Later we find out that our perceptions obey some laws, which can be most conveniently formulated if we assume that there is some underlying reality beyond our perceptions. This model of [a] material world obeying laws of physics is so successful that soon we forget about our starting point and say that matter is the only reality, and perceptions are only helpful for its description. … But in fact we are substituting [the] reality of our feelings by a successfully working theory of an independently existing material world. And the theory is so successful that we almost never think about its limitations…”

-Andrei Linde
 
"if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own backyard; because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with."
-Dorothy The Wizard of Oz
 
"The sick person is one who is plunged into a vortex of the most fundamental questions concerning life and death. The everyday routine of more or less uncritical acceptance of the meaning of life is sharply interrupted by serious illness which has its own pointed way of turning all of us into metaphysicians and philosophers” - Michael Taussig
 
"His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turning will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay." - Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian
 
a few favorites from readings over the years. lengthy, so spoilers

“When the shadow of the sash appeared on the curtains it was between seven and eight o' clock and then I was in time again, hearing the watch. It was Grandfather's and when Father gave it to me he said I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire; it's rather excruciating-ly apt that you will use it to gain the reducto absurdum of all human experience which can fit your individual needs no better than it fitted his or his father's. I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.” — sound and fury, faulkner
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❝ Death or pleasure, flood or vomit,
autumn like the fall of the days,
volcano or sex,
puff of wind, summer that sets fire to the harvests,
stars or teeth,
petrified hair of fear,
red foam of desire, slaughter on the high seas,
blue rocks of delirium,
forms, images, bubbles, the hunger to be,
momentary eternities,
excesses: your measure of man.
Dare to do it:
be the bow and the arrow, the string and the “ay!”
Dream is explosive. Explode. Be a sun again.❞ — octavio paz

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“Yes. The crown and the pavilion may be well cut each in itself and yet stand alien to one another. Once the first facet is cut there can be no going back. What was meant to be a union remains forever untrue and we see a troubling truth in that the forms of our undertakings are complete at their beginnings. For good or for ill." — the counselor, cormac mccarthy
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Let my readers ponder the enormous disproportion between what the spanish revolutionary masses have given, and continue to give, and what they have gained. And between the forces that are in them and the efficiency with which they employ them. There are many consequences, but what interests me most is the emergence of a generosity at times truly sublime.

If anyone should ask me: ‘Do you think that anarcho-syndicalism is an ultimate factor in Spanish politics?’ my answer is ‘Yes’ and that neither today nor ever can it be neglected. Lastly, if anyone should beg me to be explicit as to my own view on anarcho-syndicalism as a political fact, I return to what I have said already. Here is my formula; it is a non-political formula. People too full of humanity dream of freedom, of the good, of justice, giving these an emotional and individualistic significance. Carrying such a load, an individual can hope for the respect and loyalty of his relations and friends, but if he should hope to influence the general social structure, he nullifies himself in heroic and sterile rebellion. No man can approach mankind giving his all and expecting all in return. Societies are not based on the virtues of individuals, but on a system which controls defects by limiting the freedom of everyone. Naturally the system takes a different form under feudalism, capitalism and communism. Let anarchosyndicalists invent their own system, and until they have attained it, go on dreaming of a strange state of society in which all men are as disinterested as St Francis of Assisi, bold as Spartacus, and able as Newton and Hegel. But behind the dream there is a human truth of the most generous kind — sometimes, let me insist, absolutely sublime. Is not that enough? — ¡Pistoleros! 2:1919 - The Chronicles of Farquhar McHarg
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