‘A man may see how this world goes with no eyes.’ –Shakespeare
The procedure which consists of endlessly finding some novelty in order to escape the preceding results is offered up to agitation, but nothing is more stupid. (…)
These judgments should lead to silence and yet I am writing. This is in no way paradoxical. Silence is itself a pinnacle and better yet, the saint of all saints. The contempt implied in all silence means that one no longer takes care to verify (as one does by ascending an ordinary pinnacle). I know this now: I don’t have the means to silence myself.
{ Georges Bataille, Inner Experience, 1943 | Google Books | Notes on Georges Bataille’s Inner Experience }
photo { Reka Nyari }
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