#realism

As writers and readers, as sinners and citizens, our realism and our aesthetic sense make us wary of crediting the positive note. ↗

— Seamus Heaney

#citizens #make #note #our #positive

Surrealism: An archaic term. Formerly an art movement. No longer distinguishable from everyday life. ↗

— Brad Holland

#art #everyday #everyday life #formerly #life

I'd been in hairier situations than this one. Actually, it's sort of depressing, thinking how many times I'd been in them. But if experience had taught me anything, it was this: No matter how screwed up things are, they can get a whole lot worse. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#realism #experience

The spirit of life was in them: death can do nothing against the dawning light; death is but a cardboard mask soon consumed by fire. Behind the black flag - which is nothing other than an anti-flag - the garden of all possibilities is hidden, opening out infinitely to the sea. ↗

— Bernard Roger

#life #possibilities #surrealism #death

He drove his kind of realism at me so hard I bounced right into nonobjective painting. ↗

— Jackson Pollock

#drove #hard #his #i #into

To behold something more than life, one must scoop out the eye of plausibility with a spoon. Join the born fakes of surrealism eating the cornflakes of cerealism. ↗

— Bauvard

#humor #surrealism #funny

to ask them to legalize pot is something like asking them to put butter on the handcuffs before they place them on you, something else is hurting you - that's why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think, or madhouses or mechanical cunts or 162 baseball games in a season. or vietnam or israel or the fear of spiders. your love washing her yellow false teeth in the sink before you screw. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#dirty-realism #drugs #legalization #legalize #pot

The nature of things is, I admit, a sturdy adversary. ↗

— Edmund Burke

#realism #nature

In this stillness that is at the same time movement, in this darkness that is at the same time light, change is found not in the realm of ideas but in the energizing desire that is realized through precipitation. Desire tends towards its own realization and change takes place when the desire for it shatters the bounds of the possible, breaking the dialectical equilibrium holding together the framework of what is existent. It is at such moments that the imaginary flows into the real and overwhelms it, inundating it until it has been absorbed. ↗

— Michael Richardson

#imaginary #reality #surrealism #change

Half asleep, he wondered whether that might not have been his happiest day ever, the last, perfect day swelling with the immensity of his secret intent, secret creation—the day before everything changed—the day before he realized, for the first time, yet with absolute finality, just how small his private immensity really was when measured against that other vast, dark, impersonal immensity, call it God, or history, or simply life. ↗

— Olga Grushin

#novel #surrealism #change