Living substance conquers the frenzy of destruction only in the ecstasy of procreation.
Walter BenjaminRead
We have long forgotten the ritual by which the house of our life was erected. But when it is under assault and enemy bombs are already taking their toll, what enervated, perverse antiquities do they not lay bare in the foundations.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the forgotten foundations of our lives and the realization of their fragility during crises.
Walter Benjamin suggests that in times of crisis, we often uncover the underlying structures or beliefs that form the basis of our lives, which we may have long ignored or forgotten. The imagery of assault and enemy bombs serves to highlight the external pressures that compel us to confront these buried truths, exposing the outdated or damaging elements that lie beneath our existence.
In practice
In a discussion about resilience during tough times, this quote can highlight how crises reveal our core beliefs.
Living substance conquers the frenzy of destruction only in the ecstasy of procreation.
The illiterate of the future will not be the man who cannot read the alphabet, but the one who cannot take a photograph.
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I am unpacking my library. Yes I am. The books are not yet on the shelves, not yet touched by the mild boredom of order.
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One man pins me to the wall, while with another I walk among the stars
When I think over what I have said, I envy dumb people.
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Qu'ils mangent de la brioche. Let them eat cake. On being told that her people had no bread. Attributed to Marie-Antoinette, but remark is much older. Rousseau refers in his Confessions, 1740, to a similar remark, as a well-known saying. Others attribute the remark to the wife of Louis XIV.
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