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“They had been brought up in a tradition that told them in one way or another that the life of the mind and the life of the senses were separate and, indeed, inimical; they had believed, without ever having really thought about it, that one had to be chosen at some expense of the other. That the one could intensify the other had never occurred to them.”

Quote by John Williams

Book:Stoner

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Stoner

William Stoner, a character with a deep love for literature, navigates through a life marked by simplicity and modesty. The story delves into his personal and professional experiences, highlighting his journey as an individual who finds fulfillment in the world of books and academia. more

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John Williams
John Williams

John Williams is an outstanding scientist whose life and contributions have had a significant impact in the scientific community. more

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“Parents are programmed to want the best for their kids, regardless of what they get in return. That's what love is supposed to be like, right? But in fact, if you think about it, that's kind of a strange belief. Given what we know about the way people really are. Selfish and shortsighted and egotistical and needy. Why should being a parent, in and of itself, somehow confer superior-personhood on everybody who tries it? Obviously it doesn't.”

“Con questo non voglio dire che il depresso e insicuro Charlie Brown, l’egoista e sadica Lucy, l’eccentrico filosofo Linus e l’ossessivo Schroeder (che soddisfa le sue ambizioni beethoveniane con un pianoforte giocattolo e una sola ottava) non siano tutti avatar di Schultz. Ma il suo vero alter ego è chiaramente Snoopy: l’imbroglione proteiforme che fonda la propria libertà sulla certezza di essere in fondo adorabile, il trasformista che, per puro divertimento, può diventare un elicottero, un giocatore di hokey o il Grande Brachetto, e poi di nuovo, in un lampo, prima che il suo virtuosismo possa annoiarvi o sminuirvi, tornare a essere il cagnolino vivace che aspetta solo la cena.”

“-Ma Kafka parla della tua vita! - disse Avery. - Senza nulla togliere alla tua ammirazione per Rilke, devo dirti che Kafka c'entra con la tua vita molto più di Rilke. Kafka era come noi. Tutti questi scrittori erano esseri umani che cercavano di trovare un senso alla propria vita. E Kafka più di tutti! Kafka aveva paura della morte, aveva problemi con il sesso, aveva problemi con le donne, aveva problemi con il lavoro, aveva problemi con i genitori. E scriveva narrativa per cercare di capirci qualcosa.”

“My theory is that identity consists of two contradictory imperatives. There's the imperative to keep secrets, and the imperative to have them known. How do you know that you're a person, distinct from other people? By keeping certain things to yourself. You guard them inside you, because, if you don't, there's no distinction between inside and outside. Secrets are the way to know you even have an inside. A radical exhibitionist is a person who has forfeited his identity. But identity in a vacuum is also meaningless. Sooner or later, the inside of you needs a witness. Otherwise you're just a cow, a cat, a stone, a thing in the world, trapped in your thingness.”

“Nella sua esperienza poche cose si somigliavano più di due rivoluzioni. Ma d'altronde lui aveva sperimentato solo il tio di rivoluzione che si definisce tale ad alta voce. Il segno di un'autentica rivoluzione - quella scientifica, per esempio - era che non si vantava della propria rivoluzionarietà, ma accadeva e basta. Solo i deboli e i pavidi, i fasulli, avevano bisogno di vantarsi. Il ritornello della sua infanzia, sotto un regime così debole e pavido da erigere un muro per imprigionare quelli che sosteneva di aver liberato, era che la Repubblica aveva il privilegio di essere all'avanguardia della storia. Se il tuo capo era un pezzo di merda e tuo marito ti tradiva, non era colpa del regime, perché il regime serviva la Rivoluzione e la Rivoluzione era al contempo storicamente inevitabile e terribilmente fragile, circondata da nemici. Questa ridicola contraddizione era tipica delle rivoluzioni vanagloriose. Nessun crimine o effetto collaterale imprevisto era così grave da non poter essere giustificato da un sistema che doveva esistere ma poteva facilmente crollare.”

“Tom hired more female journalists than male ones. Tom was a strange hybrid feminist, behaviorally beyond reproach but conceptually hostile. "I get feminism as an equal-rights issue," he'd said to her once. "What I don't get is the theory. Whether women are supposed to be exactly the same as men, or different and better than men." And he'd laughed the way he did at things he found silly, and Leila had remained angrily silent, because she was a hybrid the other way around: conceptually a feminist but one of those women whose primary relationships had always been with men and who had benefited professionally, all her life, from her intimacy with the. She'd felt attacked by Tom's laughter, and the two of them had been careful never to discuss feminism again.”

“Her life with Tom was strange and ill-defined and permanently temporary but therefore all the more a life of true life, because it was freely chosen every day, every hour. It reminded her of a distinction she'd learned as a child in Sunday school. Their marriages had been Old Testament, hers a matter of honouring her covenant with Charles, Tom's a matter of fearing Anabel's wrath and judgement. In the New Testament, the only things that mattered were love and free will.”