|Proverbs, aphorisms, quotations (English)||by Linux fortune|
|Writers who use a computer swear to its liberating power in tones that bear|
witness to the apocalyptic power of a new divinity. Their conviction results
from something deeper than mere gratitude for the computer's conveniences.
Every new medium of writing brings about new intensities of religious belief
and new schisms among believers. In the 16th century the printed book helped
make possible the split between Catholics and Protestants. In the 20th
century this history of tragedy and triumph is repeating itself as a farce.
Those who worship the Apple computer and those who put their faith in the IBM
PC are equally convinced that the other camp is damned or deluded. Each cult
holds in contempt the rituals and the laws of the other. Each thinks that it
is itself the one hope for salvation.
-- Edward Mendelson, "The New Republic", February 22, 1988
|Then, gently touching my face, she hesitated for a moment as her incredible|
eyes poured forth into mine love, joy, pain, tragedy, acceptance, and peace.
"'Bye for now," she said warmly.
-- Thea Alexander, "2150 A.D."
|The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice|
and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the
master calls a butterfly.
-- Messiah's Handbook : Reminders for the Advanced Soul
|And yet, seasons must be taken with a grain of salt, for they too have|
a sense of humor, as does history. Corn stalks comedy, comedy stalks
tragedy, and this too is historic. And yet, still, when corn meets
tragedy face to face, we have politics.
-- Dalglish, Larsen and Sutherland, "Root Crops and
|A definition of teaching: casting fake pearls before real swine.|
-- Bill Cain, "Stand Up Tragedy"
|Satire is tragedy plus time.|
-- Lenny Bruce
| It is either through the influence of narcotic potions, of which all|
primitive peoples and races speak in hymns, or through the powerful approach
of spring, penetrating with joy all of nature, that those Dionysian stirrings
arise, which in their intensification lead the individual to forget himself
completely. . . .Not only does the bond between man and man come to be forged
once again by the magic of the Dionysian rite, but alienated, hostile, or
subjugated nature again celebrates her reconciliation with her prodigal son,
- Fred Nietzsche, The Birth of Tragedy