who cannot speak

Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent. – Ludwig Wittgenstein

Note: In response to Tetanus whose blog I enjoy reading much.

on mondays, on tuesdays, on wednesdays

‘Mr Darkwater, I have searched the house from chimney to cellar for the last four years. There is not a cobweb of this horrible house that I have not mapped. I simply do not know where the clock or whatever it is could be hidden.’
‘You do not, but the child Silver must know.’
‘What on earth does she know? On Mondays she is simple, on Tuesdays she is stupid, on Wednesdays she is stubborn. On Thursday she is silly, on Fridays she is silent, on Saturdays she is SO cross, and on Sundays she is sullen. Don’t you think I’ve quizzed her day and night since the moment I arrived?’
‘Perhaps you ask the wrong question, Mrs Rokabye.’

- Tanglewreck, Jeanette Winterson

to make

to make | to be

The most satisfying thing a human being can do – and the sexiest – is to make something. … The wrestle with material isn’t about subduing; it is about making a third thing that didn’t exist before.

- Jeanette Winterson

Read the full article here.  It is quite special.

QOTD No. 2

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

- The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot

QOTD No. 1

“I like people around me; but I don’t want to talk to them.”

- Malcolm Gladwell, an interview with The Guardian.