The Dispossessed Sözleri ve Alıntıları
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The sunlights differ, but there is only one darkness.
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The search for pleasure is circular, repetitive, atemporal. The variety seeking spectator, the thrill hunter, the sexually promiscuous, always ends in the same place. It has an end. It comes to the end and has to start over. It is not a journey and return, but a closed cycle, a locked room, a cell.
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If you evade suffering you also evade the chance of joy. Pleasure you may get, or pleasures, but you will not be fulfilled. You will not know what it is to come home.
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The explorer who will not come back or send back his ships to tell his tale is not an explorer, only an adventurer; and his sons are born in exile.
But you spoke of physical suffering, of a man dying of burns. And I speak of spiritual suffering! Of people seeing their talent, their work, their lives wasted. Of good minds submitting to stupid ones. Of strength and courage strangled by envy, greed for power, fear of change. Change is freedom, change is life.
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Often I have wished I was as tough as a woman.
They both had suffered from it, and suffered a good deal, but it had not occured to either of them to escape the suffering by denying the commitment.
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Uygarlığın yaptığı tek şey dökülen kanı saklamak ve nefreti tatlı sözlerle örtmek
Hapishanenin zengini olmaktansa, tarlada bir fakir olayım
İnsanlar mal mülk sahibi olunca, hapishanede yaşamaya razı olacaklarını sanıyorlar
“Yirmi yaş dolaylarında öyle bir an vardır ki, dedi; Bedap
-yaşamının geri kalan kısmı boyunca ya herkes gibi olmayı, ya da farklılıklarını erdeme dönüştürmeyi seçmen gerekir.”
To make a thief, make an owner; to create a crime, create laws
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And yet, I wonder if it isn’t all a misunderstanding- this grasping after happiness, this fear of pain… If instead of fearing it, one could… get through it, go beyond it. There is something beyond it. It’s the self that suffers, and there’s a place where the self-ceases. I don’t know how to say it. But I believe that the reality, the truth which I recognise in suffering as I don’t in comfort and happiness-that the reality of pain is not pain. If you can get through it. If you can endure it all the way.
To make a thief, make an owner; to create crime, create laws.
It is of the nature of idea to be communicated: written, spoken, done.
The idea is like grass.
It craves light, likes crowds, thrives on crossbreeding, grows better for being stepped on.