![]() ![]() Today is doomed to die - because yesterday died, and because tomorrow will be born. And grandsons invariably love and hate the fathers the fathers invariably hate and love the grandfathers. They are generations, they are grandfathers, fathers, and grandsons. Today, yesterday, and tomorrow are equally near to one another, and equally far. Every today is at the same time both a cradle and a shroud: a shroud for yesterday, a cradle for tomorrow.Mirra Ginsberg (London: Quartet Books, 1991). True literature can exist only when it is created, not by diligent and reliable officials, but by madmen, hermits, heretics, dreamers, rebels and skeptics.Not sleeping at night is a criminal offense. ![]() Quotes What if the thin crust under our feet should turn into glass and we should suddenly see. 1.2 On Literature, Revolution, Entropy and Other Matters (1923). ![]()
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