#mode

Victorian rigidities were such that ladies were not even allowed to blow out candles in mixed company, as that required them to pucker their lips suggestively. They could not say that they were going "to bed"--that planted too stimulating an image--but merely that they were "retiring." It became effectively impossible to discuss clothing in even a clinical sense without resort to euphemisms. Trousers became "nether integuments" or simply "inexpressibles" and underwear was "linen." Women could refer among themselves to petticoats or, in hushed tones, stockings, but could mention almost nothing else that brushed bare flesh. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#modesty #underwear #victorian-era #home

Forget Batman: when I really thought about what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wanted to be my dad. ↗

— Paul Asay

#fatherhood #inspiration #parenthood #rolemodeling #inspirational

My mother once told me, when you have to make a decision, imagine the person you want to become someday. Ask yourself, what would that person do? ↗

— Barry Deutsch

#inspirational #mothers #role-models #imagination

Going back into the history of a word, very often into Latin, we come back pretty commonly to pictures or models of how things happen or are done. ↗

— J. L. Austin

#come #commonly #done #going #happen

Superficiality is the curse of the modern world. ↗

— Matthew Kelly

#modern-society #p #life

If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. ↗

— Charlie Parker

#modeling #life

I advise, however, moderation in this task of setting goals, or else risk becoming tangled up in a Gordian knot of life’s many disappointments. ↗

— Andrew Levkoff

#life-lesson #moderation #setting-goals #life

One would love nonetheless to know how to be a man, how to be a woman before God, in the mirror of one's own conscience, in the looks of those who surround us. One would wish to find the strength to beautify one's thoughts and to purify one's heart. It is everyone's hope and expectation to live in serenity and to plod along in transparency: the palms of the hands patiently directed towards heaven, at the heart of all this modernity. ↗

— Tariq Ramadan

#modernity #love

[This is] the only period in all human history when people were proud of being modern. For though to-day is always to-day and the moment is always modern, we are the only men in all history who fell back upon bragging about the mere fact that to-day is not yesterday. I fear that some in the future will explain it by saying that we had precious little else to brag about. For, whatever the medieval faults, they went with one merit. Medieval people never worried about being medieval; and modern people do worry horribly about being modern. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#men

[...] a familiar art historical narrative [...] celebrates the triumph of the expressive individual over the collective, of innovation over tradition, and autonomy over interdependence. [...] In fact, a common trope within the modernist tradition of the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries involved the attempt to reconstruct or recover the lost ideal of an art that is integrated with, rather than alienated from, the social. By and large, however, the dominant model of avant-garde art during the modern period assumes that shared or collective values and systems of meaning are necessarily repressive and incapable of generating new insight or grounding creative praxis. ↗

— Grant H. Kester

#art-history #assumptions #avant-garde #fallacy #meaning