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And this I believe: that the free, exploring mind of the individual human is the most valuable thing in the world. And this I would fight for: the freedom of the mind to take any direction it wishes, undirected. And this I must fight against: any idea, religion, or government which limits or destroys the individual. This is what I am and what I am about.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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When our food and clothing and housing are all born in the complication of mass production, mass method is bound to get into our thinking and to eliminate all other thinking. In our time mass or collective production has entered our economics, our politics, and even our religion, so that some nations have substituted the idea collective for the idea God.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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No one who is young is ever going to be old.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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I think the difference between a lie and a story is that a story utilizes the trappings and appearance of truth for the interest of the listener as well as of the teller. A story has in it neither gain nor loss. But a lie is a device for profit or escape.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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He was a conservative, not only in politics but in everything. Ideas he found revolutionary, and he avoided them with suspicion and distaste. Will liked to live so that no one could find fault with him, and to do that he had to live as nearly as other people as possible.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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Once in a while there is a man who won’t do what is demanded of him, and do you know what happens? The whole machine devotes itself coldly to the destruction of his difference.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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And it never failed that during the dry years the people forgot about the rich years, and during the wet years they lost all memory of the dry years. It was always that way.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in the summer — and what trees and seasons smelled like — how people looked and walked and smelled even. The memory of odors is very rich.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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Appropriate reads.

Appropriate reads.

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I have ask’d counsel of the holy church, who tells me I may love you; and, ‘tis just, that, since I may, I should; and will, yes will: must I now live, or die?
John Ford, ‘tis pity she’s a whore

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Tricky, Pumpkin

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Squarepusher & Z-Machines, Making of Music for robots

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Cannonball Adderley with Bill Evans, Venice

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Di qui, l’importanza delle dichiarazioni; io voglio incessantemente carpire all’altro la formula del suo sentimento e, da parte mia, incessantemente gli dico che lo amo: niente è lasciato alla suggestione, alla divinazione: perché una cosa sia saputa, bisogna che sia detta; ma anche, appena detta, essa è, molto provvisoriamente, vera.
Roland Barthes, Frammenti di un discorso amoroso

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Tim Hecker (at Oval Space)

Tim Hecker (at Oval Space)

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