Thanks to a dreadful Guardian interview I have discovered the incredible Arundhati Roy. I had vaguely filed her in my mind as a contemporary novelist. How wrong. She is an artist, feminist, social activist and genius for life. This is an excerpt from her essay The End of Imagination. There are other worlds. Other kinds… [Read more…]
Our culture is big on appearances. Do the right thing, say the right words, put your best foot forward. But at what point does your facade become your true face? No matter what you claim to feel on the inside, what you do with the outside is the tangible evidence of who you are. As… [Read more…]
I wish I believed this right now. Do nothing in the spirit of one burdened and afflicted, no one compels you to this… the door is open. –Epictetus
She’s not supposed to give us freedom, she’s supposed to give us lessons. – Muriel Spark ‘The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie’
In me, by myself, without human relationship, there are no visible lies. The limited circle is pure. –Franz Kafka, August 30, 1913
A marvellous quote from The Ballad of the Sad Cafe Life could become one long dim scramble just to get the things needed to keep alive. And the confusing point is this: All useful things have a price, and are bought only with money, as that is the way the world is run. You know… [Read more…]
Posted by Cila Warncke I just finished Peter Chapman’s excellent expose Jungle Capitalists about ruthless banana baron United Fruit Corporation which ran Central America as its private fiefdom for most of a century – casually killing off unruly workers, uncooperative heads of state, uncharted jungle and anything else that got in its way. It got… [Read more…]
This was more than a tattoo, it was an achievement; my gift to myself for surviving my first summer in Ibiza, for daring to leave London and everything I'd called my own for five years to start somewhere new.
June 7, 2011
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