#maps

If words are not things, or maps are not the actual territory, then, obviously, the only possible link between the objective world and the linguistic world is found in structure, and structure alone. ↗

— Alfred Korzybski

#alone #between #found #linguistic #link

That explains a lot,' he said. 'I suppose it's also why we've never glimpsed that giant compass in the corner of the Atlantic. I have to say, I'm a little disappointed. ↗

— Gideon Defoe

#maps #pirates #funny

And outside the window was like a map, except it was in 3 dimensions and it was life-size because it was the thing it was a map of. ↗

— Mark Haddon

#life

You can map your life through your favorite movies, and no two people's maps will be the same. ↗

— Mary Schmich

#favorite #life #map #maps #people

Map-making had never been a precise art on the Discworld. People tended to start off with good intentions and then get so carried away with the spouting whales, monsters, waves and other twiddly bits of cartographic furniture that the often forgot to put the boring mountains and rivers in at all. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#art

Men read maps better than women because only men can understand the concept of an inch equaling a hundred miles. ↗

— Roseanne Barr

#maps #men #overcompensation #penises #travel

I am an agnostic on most matters of faith, but on the subject of maps I have always been a true believer. It is on the map, therefore it is, and I am. ↗

— Tony Horwitz

#belief #faith #maps #faith

I speak to maps. And sometimes they something back to me. This is not as strange as it sounds, nor is it an unheard of thing. Before maps, the world was limitless. It was maps that gave it shape and made it seem like territory, like something that could be possessed, not just laid waste and plundered. Maps made places on the edges of the imagination seem graspable and placable. ↗

— Abdulrazak Gurnah

#travel #world #imagination

Regular maps have few surprises: their contour lines reveal where the Andes are, and are reasonably clear. More precious, though, are the unpublished maps we make ourselves, of our city, our place, our daily world, our life; those maps of our private world we use every day; here I was happy, in that place I left my coat behind after a party, that is where I met my love; I cried there once, I was heartsore; but felt better round the corner once I saw the hills of Fife across the Forth, things of that sort, our personal memories, that make the private tapestry of our lives. ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#maps #place #love

Writing has nothing to do with meaning. It has to do with landsurveying and cartography, including the mapping of countries yet to come. ↗

— Gilles Deleuze

#organized-chaos #power-of-words #writing #chaos