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Danes bi dejal, da me je srednji vek privlačil zaradi dveh razlogov. Najprej zaradi poklicnih razlogov. Odločil sem postati zgodovinar po poklicu. Prakticiranje večine znanosti je brez dvoma stvar profesionalcev, strokovnjakov. Zgodovinska znanost ni tako ekskluzivna. Četudi gre po mojem mnenju za razpravo, ki je pomembna za naš čas, ko mediji omogočajo malone vsakomur pripovedovati ali pisati zgodovino v podobah ali v besedah, se ne bom lotil vprašanja kakovosti zgodovinske produkcije. Nikakršnega monopola ne zahteva za znanstvene zgodovinarje. Diletanti in vulganizatorji zgodovine so po svoje dopadljivi in koristni; njihova uspešnost pa kaže, kako močno potrebo občutijo današnji ljudje, da bi se udeleževali kolektivnega spomina. Želim si, da bi zgodovina ob tem, ko bo postala bolj znanstvena, lahko še zmeraj ostala umetnost. Če hočemo hraniti spomin ljudi, potrebujemo prav toliko okusa, stila in strasti kakor strogosti in metode. Zgodovino delamo z dokumenti in idejami, z viri in z domišljijo. ↗
#history #medieval-history #srednji-vek #umetnost #za-drugačen-srednji-vek
I worried I would miss it, and I knew, from losing Wyatt, that things happen the moment the soul is released. Wyatt had been there in the school, watching me, making sure I survived. Souls linger…they do. They linger a bit before they turn toward eternity. It could be that no matter how perfect their future will be, the past still tugs for a moment. ↗
#artist #creativity #death #dying #glass-girl
Visit the Navy-Yard, and behold a marine, such a man as an American government can make, or such as it can make a man with its black arts, -a mere shadow and reminiscence of humanity, a man laid out alive and standing, and already, as one may say, buried under arms with funeral accompaniments, though it may be, - "Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart were hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O'er the grave where our hero we buried. ↗
Amor, ch'al cor gentile ratto s'apprende prese costui de la bella persona che mi fu tolta; e 'l modo ancor m'offende. Amor, che a nullo amato amar perdona, Mi prese del costui piacer sì forte, Che, come vedi, ancor non m'abbandona..." "Love, which quickly arrests the gentle heart, Seized him with my beautiful form That was taken from me, in a manner which still grieves me. Love, which pardons no beloved from loving, took me so strongly with delight in him That, as you see, it still abandons me not... ↗
You always think that 70 is the end of the road: 'Somebody died when they were 73; good life'. You're closer to death, and you better make sure you don't waste too much of your time doing things you don't want to do. No point in saying things you don't believe in. ↗
It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: music, laughter, the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding hands, the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains... if only one could leave this life slowly! ↗
Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up, Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit's still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be. ↗
