A written word is the choicest of relics. It is something at once more intimate with us and more universal than any other work of art. It is the work of art nearest to life itself. It may be translated into every language, and not only be read but actually breathed from all human lips; -- not be represented on canvas or in marble only, but be carved out of the breath of life itself. Jun 18, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
All this twaddle, the existence of God, atheism, determinism, liberation, societies, death, etc., are pieces of a chess game called language, and they are amusing only if one does not preoccupy oneself with 'winning or losing this game of chess. Jun 16, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect. Jun 16, 2024 - Fabian Biese>