"To speak of certain government and establishment institutions as "the system"...
is to speak correctly, since these organizations are founded upon the same structural conceptual relationships as a motorcycle. (…)
But to tear down a factory or to revolt against a government or to avoid repair of a motorcycle because it is a system is to attack effects rather than causes; and as long as the attack is upon effects only, no change is possible. The true system, the real system, is our present construction of systematic thought itself, rationality itself, and if a facotry is torn down but the rationality which produced it is left standing, then that rationality will simply produce another factory. If a revolution destroys a systematic government, but the systematic patterns of thought that produced the government are left intact, then those patterns will repeat themselves in the succeeding government. There’s so much talk about the system. And so little understanding.”
“I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.”—Jonathan Safran Foer (via venebelle)
“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via sleepingtigers)
Okay so story: When I was a kid, I was homeschooled. This left me with lots of time to do weird activities like build forts in trees and pour over old art books. Growing up, I always had a reverence for the impressionist painters and it became my dream to one day go to Le Musse D’Orsay in Paris.
Two summers ago when I finally got to go to Paris, the museum was closed for renovations. Totally distressing.
So until today, I have never been able to see in real life, a work by a single one my heros. Renior in particular was a favorite.
I was literally trapezing around the museum giddy, like giggling and forcing adorable tourists to take my picture next to the artwork. It was weird stuff you guys. But totally the best day ever.