Reads tagged with “books”
Virginia Woolf on the Courage to Create Rather Than Cater and the Remedy for Self-Doubt
“One must face the despicable vanity which is at the root of all this niggling and haggling.”
Emerson on How to Trust Yourself and What Solitude Really Means
“It is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”
The Enigma of the Eel: The Elusive Science of Earth’s Most Mysterious Creature
“Science has come up against many mysteries, but few have proven as intractable and difficult to solve as the eel.”
Relationship Rupture and the Limbic System: The Physiology of Abandonment and Separation
“A relationship is a physiologic process, as real and as potent as any pill or surgical procedure.”
How Money Was Born: The Small Seashell and the Fierce Maldivian Queen That Made the Modern World
How humanity turned another species into its first specie.
Darwin Among the Machines: A Victorian Visionary’s Prophetic Admonition for Saving Ourselves from Enslavement by Artificial Intelligence
“We are ourselves creating our own successors… We are daily giving them… that self-regulating, self-acting power which will be to them what intellect has been to the human race. In the course of ages we shall find ourselves the inferior race.”
The Banquet of Life: Some of the Finest Advice on Growing Old, Growing Young, and Becoming Your Fullest Self
“People ask: ‘Would you or would you not like to be young again?’ Of course, it is really one of those foolish questions that never should be asked, because they are impossible… You cannot unroll that snowball which is you: there is no ‘you’ except your life — lived.”
Leo Tolstoy on the Obsolescence of the State as a Form of Government and the Antidote to Violence
“Violence no longer rests on the belief in its utility, but only on the fact of its having existed so long, and being organized by the ruling classes who profit by it.”
The Thing Itself: C.S. Lewis on What We Long for in Our Existential Longing
“…only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never visited.”
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