What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your twenty-three feet of intestines loaded with stars?
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the profound connection between the individual and the vastness of the universe.
Jeanette Winterson's quote invites us to ponder the deep and intricate relationship between ourselves and the cosmos. It emphasizes our existence as a complex amalgamation of history, life, and the universe itself, suggesting that we carry within us not just our own experiences but also the remnants of time, light, and the stars, which connects us to something greater than our physical selves.
In practice
During a speech on the interconnectedness of all life, one could invoke this quote to illustrate our intrinsic link to the universe.
What is remembered is not a deed in stone but a metaphor. Meta = above. Pheren = to carry. That which is carried above the literalness of life. A way of thinking that avoids the problems of gravity. The word won't let me down. The single word that can release me from all that unuttered weight.
Reading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all, only the facts, and the yearning passionate part of you will not be met there. That is why reading ourselves as a fiction as well as fact is so liberating. The wider we read the freer we become.
I have a list of titles that I leave at the [library] desk, because they are bound to be written some day, and it's best to be ahead of the queue.
Woolf wanted to say dangerous things in Orlando but she did not want to say them in the missionary position.
In that house, you will find my heart. You must break in, Henri, and get it back for me.' Was she mad? We had been talking figuratively. Her heart was in her body like mine. I tried to explain this to her, but she took my hand and put it against her chest. Feel for yourself.
History is a string full of knots, the best you can do is admire it, and maybe tie it up a bit more. History is a hammock for swinging and a game for playing.
They tell him that there is no why, since the moment simply is and since all of them are trapped in the moment, like bugs in amber.
Nothing that comes and goes is you. _x000D_ _x000D_ 'I am bored.' Who knows this? _x000D_ _x000D_ 'I am angry, sad, afraid.' Who knows this? _x000D_ _x000D_ You are the knowing, not the condition that is known.
I am dying with the help of too many physicians.
Pythagoras used to say that life resembles the Olympic Games: a few people strain their muscles to carry off a prize; others bring trinkets to sell to the crowd for gain; and some there are, and not the worst, who seek no other profit than to look at the show and see how and why everything is done; spectators of the life of other people in order to judge and regulate their own.
Capitalism has forced everyone to overoptimize in order to compete.
They take the circuits out of people’s brains that make it possible for them to think for themselves. Their world is like the one that George Orwell depicted in his novel. I’m sure you realize that there are plenty of people who are looking for exactly that kind of brain death. It makes life a lot easier. You don’t have to think about difficult things, just shut up and do what your superiors tell you to do.
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