You don't decide to paint. It's like getting hungry and going to the kitchen to eat. It's a need, not a choice.
Leonora CarringtonRead
You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and I can see the rhododendrons through your stomach. It's not that you are dead or anything dramatic like that, it is simply that you are fading away and I can't even remember your name.
Interpretation
The quote explores themes of identity and the ephemeral nature of existence.
In this quote, Leonora Carrington reflects on the transient nature of human existence and identity. The imagery of one fading away symbolizes the fleeting nature of life and memories, suggesting that while one may be physically present, their essence and recognition can diminish over time, prompting deeper reflections on how we connect with others and the impermanence of our experiences.
In practice
This quote can be used to spark a discussion about the nature of reality in a philosophy class.
You don't decide to paint. It's like getting hungry and going to the kitchen to eat. It's a need, not a choice.
I didn't have time to be anybody's muse; I was too busy rebelling against my parents and learning to be an artist.
I didn't have time to be anyone's muse... I was too busy rebelling against my family and learning to be an artist.
We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.
I'm going to show you the real New York - witty, smart, and international - like any metropolis. Tell me this: where in Europe can you find old Hungary, old Russia, old France, old Italy? In Europe you're trying to copy America, you're almost American. But here you'll find Europeans who immigrated a hundred years ago - and we haven't spoiled them. Oh, Gio! You must see why I love New York. Because the whole world's in New York.
Hindustan had become free. Pakistan had become independent soon after its inception but man was still slave in both these countries -- slave of prejudice … slave of religious fanaticism … slave of barbarity and inhumanity.
I don't think of the past. The only thing that matters is the everlasting present.
In U.S. discourse, immigrants are mostly represented as less than human, a policy problem, or as just that, a category, and categories are prisons.
You never know the palette of the one you kill until the mind disgorges its finest colours.
Shall I show you the sinews of a philosopher? What sinews are those? - A will undisappointed; evils avoided; powers daily exercised; careful resolutions; unerring decisions.
Subscribe for the occasional hand-picked quote. No noise.