Posts tagged ‘Quotes’
“The concept of surveillance is ingrained in our beings. God was the original surveillance camera.” ―Hasan M. Elahi
Beside ourselves, folks feeling prying eyes, even behind their firewalls, are not touched in the head.
“What would the infrastructure of the Internet look like if mass surveillance wasn’t its business model?”
One sun-dappled Sunday in Post-Impressionist Paris, the first Neo-Impressionist artist―working under a parasol made of points of light, among several shading an idle parade of blasé bourgeoisie, passing a Sabbath of pleasureless leisure on an island in a Seine made of points of light―invents Pointillism.
“Some say they see poetry in my paintings; I see only science.”
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood /And sorry I could not travel both /And be one traveler, long I stood /And looked down one as far as I could /To where it bent in the undergrowth. /… ―Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken, 1916
In a yellow wood, a pencil pusher, horning in to push pencils, comes to a fork in the road, where a Pulitzer poet is standing on the horns of a dilemma.
“And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. /…
Ghosts fear it. Crooks smell it. Clowns wear it. Mimes yell it. Painters smear it.
“I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music.”