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| <blockquote>Humankind is flickering, displaced from itself, ecstatic, rippling and dappled with shadows. **Shadows** made not only by some other entity interacting with it, like the sun through the trees, but shadows that are an intrinsic part of the thing. | <blockquote>Humankind is flickering, displaced from itself, ecstatic, rippling and dappled with shadows. **Shadows** made not only by some other entity interacting with it, like the sun through the trees, but shadows that are an intrinsic part of the thing. |
| –Tim Morton, Humankind | –Tim Morton, Humankind</blockquote> |
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| <blockquote>The chapters build an open-ended assemblage, not a logical machine; they gesture to the so-much-more out there. They tangle with and interrupt each other—mimicking the patchiness of the world I am trying to describe. Adding another thread, the photographs tell a story alongside the text but do not illustrate it directly. I use images to present the spirit of my argument rather than the scenes I discuss. | <blockquote>The chapters build an open-ended assemblage, not a logical machine; they gesture to the so-much-more out there. They tangle with and interrupt each other—mimicking the patchiness of the world I am trying to describe. Adding another thread, the photographs tell a story alongside the text but do not illustrate it directly. I use images to present the spirit of my argument rather than the scenes I discuss. |
| –Anna Tsing, Mushroom at the end of the World | –Anna Tsing, Mushroom at the end of the World</blockquote> |
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| <blockquote>[L]et us take down one of those old notebooks which we have all, at one time or another, had a passion for beginning. Most of the pages are blank, it is true; but at the beginning we shall find a certain number very beautifully covered with a strikingly legible hand-writing. Here we have written down the names of great writers in their order of merit; here we have copied out fine passages from the classics; here are lists of books to be read; and here, most interesting of all, lists of books that have actually been read, as the reader testifies with some youthful vanity by a dash of red ink. | <blockquote>[L]et us take down one of those old notebooks which we have all, at one time or another, had a passion for beginning. Most of the pages are blank, it is true; but at the beginning we shall find a certain number very beautifully covered with a strikingly legible hand-writing. Here we have written down the names of great writers in their order of merit; here we have copied out fine passages from the classics; here are lists of books to be read; and here, most interesting of all, lists of books that have actually been read, as the reader testifies with some youthful vanity by a dash of red ink. |
| –Virginia Woolf, Hours in a Library | –Virginia Woolf, Hours in a Library</blockquote> |
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