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6eccebe
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And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple and willful as a bird's heart?
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women
spirituality
subjectivity
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James Joyce |
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An offering for the sake of offering, perhaps. Anyhow, it was her gift. Nothing else had she of the slightest importance; could not think, write, even play the piano. She muddled Armenians and Turks; loved success; hated discomfort; must be liked; talked oceans of nonsense: and to this day, ask her what the Equator was, and she did not know. All the same, that one day should follow another; Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday; that one should wake up in the morning; see the sky; walk in the park; meet Hugh Whitbread; then suddenly in came Peter; then these roses; it was enough. After that, how unbelievable death was!-that it must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she had loved it all; how, every instant . . .
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women
subjectivity
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Virginia Woolf |
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d51a673
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Well, it all comes to this, there's no use trying to live in other people's opinions. The only thing to do is to live in our own.
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self-consciousness
opinions
objectivity
subjectivity
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L.M. Montgomery |
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841375e
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There is still a popular fantasy, long since disproved by both psychoanalysis and science, and never believed by any poet or mystic, that it is possible to have a thought without a feeling. It isn't. When we are objective we are subjective too. When we are neutral we are involved. When we say 'I think' we don't leave our emotions outside the door. To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.
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thoughts
feelings
objectivity
subjectivity
thinking
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Jeanette Winterson |
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be4a869
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atidebduutiiyy kbitaa aamaar paaglaami aar aamaar bhyy oder aache brro-brro mraa cok aar jbrer abiclit caauni ei cokhguloyy yaa dekhaa yaayy taa brhmaanndder asaartaa aamaar cokh dutto andh aakaash aamaar durbhedy raate asmbhaabytaa keNde otthe sbkichu curmaar hyye yaayy kaali-cokher pnyjikaa culbhul kbir amrtb kbitaa medbhultaar gorshaan bidaayy ddhemni dhopaani bidaayy misstti-mraa ngn trunniir mtn saajgoj bidaayy mithyaa ble mithyaa ghumocche piNprreder agnnn culkaani dhuloyy kaagjer goNph khoNjaar baachaai gaarribhraa jbr paagl bRssttir saari mlin caadrke haattaali dicche maanusser haarrer shokpuurnn behaayyaapnaa okhene bhirr jrro krche ttinkyaan kiser hyyto ek pulish chaader opre shaartter bhetre raaksss kaaste naacaayy aami tomaake haaoyyaayy haariyye pheli aami tomaake mRtder ekjn mne kri ek gurutbpuurnn shiraa hRdyy aar baataaser maajhe ei jgte aamaar kichui kraar nei purrte thaakaa chaarraa aami tomaake mRtyu prynt bhaalobaasi tomaar ashirtaa tomaar mgje ek paagl baataas sitti baajaayy tumi haasaar drun asukhe bhugch tumi aamaar kaach theke paalaao teto shuunytaar jny nijer hRdyyke chiNrre aalaadaa kro aamaake chiNrre aalaadaa kro ydi caao aamaar jbrgrst cokh tomaake raate khuNje paayy aami kaaNpchi aamaar hRdyyer shiite aamaar yntrnnaar gbhiirtaa theke tomaake ddaak dii amaanusser kaannaayy yen aami sntaan prsb krchi tumi aamaar glaa ttipe dhro mRtyur mtn aami taa brro duHkhe jenechi aami tomaake kebl mRtyur mukhei khuNje paai tumi ttoi sundrii ytottaa mRtyu sb shbd aamaar glaa ttipe dhre nksstrraa aakaashe chyaaNdaa kre mRtyur mtn aartnaad kre kntthrodh kre aami jiibn caai naa kntthruddh hoyyaa besh misstti udiiyymaan nksstr mRt naariir mtni shiitl aamaar cokh dutto beNdhe daao aami raatke bhaalobaasi aamaar hRdyy kaalo aamaake raater bhetre tthele daao sbkichui nkl aami yntrnnaayy bhugi jgt theke mRtyur gndh beroyy paakhiraa andh hyye orre tumi temni myylaa yemn kaalo aakaash ek usb aarmbh hbe kaadaayy aar bhyye nksstrraa jhre prrbe ykhn mRtyu kaache ese prre tumi raater aatngk tomaar jny aamaar bhaalobaasaa yen mRtyur kaannaa tumi mRtyur mtn durbl tomaar jny aamaar bhaalobaasaa bibhrmer mtn tumi jaano aamaar maathaa maaraa yaayy tumii bishaaltaa tumii bhyy tumi khun kraar mtn sundrii aamaar hRdyy phule otthe aamaar glaa bndh hyye aase tomaar tlpett raater mtn ulngg tumi aamaake sraasri shess prynt niyye yaao mRtyur kaamrr aarmbh hyyeche tomaake blaar aar kichu nei aami mRter kaach theke tomaar sngge kthaa blchi aar mRtraa cirkaal maun /
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love
subjectivity
form
person
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Georges Bataille |
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096837c
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"A hundred francs! Oh, dear me! It is worth millions of francs, my child. But my -- dealer -- here tells me that in fact a picture is worth only what someone will give for it. How much money do you have?" Julia took out her purse and counted. "Four francs and twenty sous," she said, looking up at him sadly. "Is that all the money you have in the world?" She nodded. "Then four francs and twenty sous it is."
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money
subjectivity
value
perception
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Iain Pears |
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0ee0f4b
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The world is inseparable from the subject, but from a subject which is nothing but a project of the world, and the subject is inseparable from the world, but from a world which the subject itself projects.
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world
relational-nature
subject
subjectivity
projection
self
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Maurice Merleau-Ponty |
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0b6e481
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Although this was not a comforting point of view, he did not reject it, because it coincided with one of his basic beliefs: that a man must at all costs keep some part of himself outside and beyond life. If he should ever for an instant cease doubting, accept wholly the truth of what his senses conveyed to him, he would be dislodged from the solid ground to which he clung and swept along with the current, having lost all objective sense, totally involved with existence.
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existence
truth
immersion
morocco
senses
objectivity
subjectivity
outsider
stranger
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Paul Bowles |
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95865ee
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"There is, certainly, an unbreachable chasm between the subjective and objective world. A reasonable person expects subjective facts to be overturned, because subjective facts are not facts; they're just well-considered opinions, held by multiple people at the same time. Whenever the fragility of those beliefs is applied to a specific example, people bristle--if someone says, "It's possible that Abraham Lincoln won't always be considered a great president," every presidential scholar scoffs. But if you remove the specificity and ask, "Is it possible that someone currently viewed as a historically great president will have that view reversed by future generations?" any smart person will agree that such a scenario is not only plausible but inevitable. In other words, everyone concedes we have the potential to be subjectively wrong about anything, as long as we don't explicitly name whatever that something is."
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objectivity
subjectivity
opinion
judgement
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Chuck Klosterman |
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21f9722
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Having arrived at this point, he had found no direction in which to go save that of further withdrawal into a subjectivity which refused existence to any reality or law but its own. During these postwar years he had lived in solitude and carefully planned ignorance of what was happening in the world. Nothing had importance save the exquisitely isolated cosmos of his own consciousness. Then little by little he had had the impression that the light of meaning, the meaning of everything was dying. Like a flame under a glass it had dwindled, flickered and gone out, and all existence, including his own hermetic structure from which he had observed existence, had become absurd and unreal.
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solitude
existence
meaning
ennui
postwar
meaninglessness
modernism
subjectivity
isolation
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Paul Bowles |
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be100c5
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Preachers love only their own voices.
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subjectivity
self
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John Berger |
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cb6d00b
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"Even more remote from his way of thinking, even more impossible than any other thought, would have been words such as this: "Is it only I alone who have created this experience, or is it objective reality? Does the Master have the same feelings as I, or would mine amuse him? Are my thoughts new, unique, my own, or have the Master and many before him experienced and thought exactly the same?" No, for him there were no such analyses and differentiations. Everything was reality, was steeped in reality, full of it as bread dough is of yeast."
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unity
reality
subjectivity
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Hermann Hesse |
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9b28ecc
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"The insistent drums were an unwelcome reminder of the existence of another world, wholly autonomous, with its own necessities and patterns. The message they were beating out, over and over, was for her; it was saying, not precisely that she did not exist but rather that it did not matter whether she existed or not, that her presence was of no consequence to the rest of the cosmos. It was a sensation that suddenly paralyzed her with dread. There had never been any question of her "mattering"; it went without saying that she mattered, because she was important to herself. But what was the part of her to which she mattered?"
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drums
observer
subjectivity
meaning-of-life
message
the-other
existentialism
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Paul Bowles |
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8ccb595
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We were in separate realities, fast and slow. There is no fixed reality, only objects in contrast.
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objectivity
objects
subjectivity
motion
speed
observation
relativity
perception
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Rachel Kushner |
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63ac17d
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Hvis dette bare hadde hendt et annet sted, i et annet land, og vi hadde lest om det i avisen! Da hadde vi kunnet snakke om det i fred og ro, studere sporsmalet fra alle sider, og trekke objektive slutninger. Vi kunne ha organisert diskusjonsmoter og fatt vitenskapsmenn, forfattere, jurister, laerde damer og kunstnere til a komme. Ja, alminnelige mennesker ogsa. Det ville vaert interessant, spennende og laererikt. Men nar en star midt oppe i det, nar en plutselig befinner seg ansikt til ansikt med den brutale virkeligheten, sa kan en ikke la vaere a fole at det angar en.
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here-and-now
rhinoceros
objectivity
subjectivity
experience
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Eugène Ionesco |
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9d24bc1
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Perhaps this is how it is--life flowing smoothly over memory and history, the past returning or not, depending on the tide. History is a collection of found objects washed up through time. Goods, ideas, personalities, surface towards us, then sink away. Some we hook out, others we ignore, and as the pattern changes, so does the meaning. We cannot rely on the facts. Time, which returns everything, changes everything.
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time
history
meaning
life
objectivity
subjectivity
memory
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Jeanette Winterson |