August 2012
40 posts
“copos de mergulho que não se esvaziam antes de serem esquecidos ao redor da cama, um travesseiro recheado com localizadores de voos transferidos para assentos de rodoviária, essa tua maneira de encontrar o pão de açúcar em diferentes estágios de secagem e ter botafogo e o humaitá inteiros numa só culinária, sumindo ruas com lugares aonde jamais conseguirei chegar (minutos gays à procura das erratas), espetáculos de adivinhação: o sedentarismo e teu corpo no ponto ideal apenas com o sedentarismo, o alarme do celular que então abotoará centímetros a menos na cama, partidas do teu time contra times cariocas, forno a gás sem regulagem australiana, a maneira como resolvemos os começos de tarde, os teus seios e essa decisão de cruzar setembro, achando-o em paisagens e acampamentos para quem precisa escrever, também neste ano que foi melhor e nos outros”
—Paulo Scott, blietzkrieg [fragmento de “anotações para extremosa”]
“Asking where in the brain is experience happening is like asking where in the muscle is the dance happening.”
—Alva Noë
“(…) o garoto que agora é um homem vem aqui e pega aos poucos os cadernos e me pede para falar de tempos antigos e me pergunta como foi o pai e lhe digo que foi um homem bom e que as luzes do Armazém Matias são as mais lindas do mundo e que muitos casais se apaixonaram em carros que ele consertou, seu pai era um bom homem que consertava aquilo que estava quebrado, esse foi seu pai, um homem que continuava acreditando, que dava outra chance à geladeira, ao rádio, ao fogão, era o maior amigo das máquinas, hoje se joga fora tudo no primeiro problema mas ele ressuscitava as coisas, e essa é a herança de seu pai, que para tudo tem jeito, que não há problema que uma chave de fenda não resolva, e o menino ria e partia e me deixava sozinha, e assim espero com paciência tranquila meu fim (…)”
—Vinícius Jatobá, Natureza-morta, Granta 9
“If you reveal everything, bare every feeling, ask for understanding, you lose something crucial to your sense of yourself. You need to know things that others don’t know. It’s what no one knows about you that allows you to know yourself.”
—Don DeLillo, Point Omega (via cabrapreta)
“I don’t think I could want something else. For instance, I’m kind of a solitary. This would not satisfy everyone’s hopes, but for me it’s a lovely thing. I recognize the satisfactions of a more socially enmeshed existence than I cultivate, but I go days without hearing another human voice and never notice it. I never fear it. The only thing I fear is the intensity of my attachment to it. It’s a predisposition in my family. My brother is a solitary. My mother is a solitary. I grew up with the confidence that the greatest privilege was to be alone and have all the time you wanted. That was the cream of existence. I owe everything that I have done to the fact that I am very much at ease being alone. It’s a good predisposition in a writer. And books are good company. Nothing is more human than a book.”
—Marilynne Robinson, entrevista à Paris Review
“The problem is that our online presence is too often seen as only the byproduct of our offline selves. Sometimes we talk about the way online profiles are passive reflections of who we are and what we do and other times we acknowledge our profiles are also partly performative adjustments to the “reality” of the person. However, in all the discussion of individuals creating this content what is often neglected is how the individual, in all of their offline experience, behavior and existence, is simultaneously being created by this very online data. We cannot describe how a person creates their Profile without always acknowledging how the Profile creates the person.”
—Nathan Jurgenson, The Data Self (A Dialectic)
“The meaning of a story should go on expanding for the reader the more he thinks about it, but meaning cannot be captured in an interpretation. If teachers are in the habit of approaching a story as if it were a research problem for which any answer is believable so long as it is not obvious, then I think students will never learn to enjoy fiction. Too much interpretation is certainly worse than too little, and where feeling for a story is absent, theory will not supply it.”
—Flannery O’Connor (aqui)