"Oh god, I thought, can nothing in this jungle behave as it ought? Must fruits move and trees breathe and freshwater rivers taste of the ocean? Why must nothing obey the laws of nature? Why must everything point so heavily toward the existence of enchantment?"
— From Hanya Yanagihara’s The People in the Trees, p 134
"This wall had gates of iron. The courtiers, having entered, brought furnaces and massy hammers and welded the bolts. They resolved to leave means neither of ingress or egress to the sudden impulses of despair or of frenzy from within. The abbey was amply provisioned. With such precautions the courtiers might bid defiance to contagion. The external world could take care of itself. In the meantime it was folly to grieve, or to think. The prince had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were buffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All these and security were within. Without was the “Red Death.”"
— Edgar Allan Poe, “The Masque of the Red Death.”
"Modernity is characterized by the technical production of its immunities and the increasing removal of its safety structures from the traditional theological and cosmological narratives. Industrial-scale civilization, the welfare state, the world market and the media sphere: all these large-scale projects aim, in a shelless time, for an imitation of the now impossible, imaginary spheric security."
— Peter Sloterdijk, Bubbles, p 25
"Corrosive scepticism cannot be midwife to new stories."
— Donna Haraway 1991. Simians, Cyborgs, and Women: The Reinvention of Nature.
I attribute it to love. Love is a condition so powerful it may that which holds the stars in the firmament, it may be that which pushes and urges the blood in the veins.
Courage, you have to have courage to love somebody, because you risk everything, every thing.
— Maya Angelou, in conversation with Dave Chappelle, 2006
"The scientific mind does not so much provide the right answers as ask the right questions."
— Claude Lévi-Strauss, ‘The Raw and the Cooked’
"Hundreds of our old neighbors, friends, coworkers, and teachers are new insomniacs. They file for dream bankruptcy, appeal for Slumber Corps aid, wait to be approved for a sleep donor. It is a special kind of homelessness, says our mayor, to be evicted from your dreams."
— Karen Russell, from “Sleep Donation: A Novella”