The mystique of rock climbing is climbing

“The mystique of rock climbing is climbing; you get to the top of a rock glad it’s over but really wish it would go on forever. The justification of climbing is climbing, like the justification of poetry is writing; you don’t conquer anything except things in yourself…. The act of writing justifies poetry. Climbing is…

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aim

“Don’t aim at success—the more you aim at it and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue…as the unintended side-effect of one’s personal dedication to a course greater than oneself.” (viktor frankl)

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Nada

O Homem, a todo o instante faz uso de verdades intemporais, consciente no entanto que, entre o momento que existiu e o momento por vir, existe apenas este instante, dentro do qual o Homem se reconhece como Nada. A condição humana é a de ser uma subjectividade rodeada de objectos. A consciência de ser um…

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O génio para ser fecundo

«O génio, para ser fecundo, tem de possuir um pensamento disciplinado e cultivado por um exercício mais ou menos longo. (…) a obra de arte oferece um aspecto puramente técnico que só pelo exercício se chega a domar. (…) toda a arte se exerce sobre uma matéria mais ou menos densa, mais ou menos resistente,…

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the sub-man rejects his passion

«To exist is to make oneself a lack of being; it is to cast oneself into the world. Those who occupy themselves in restraining this original movement can be considered as sub-men. They have eyes and ears, but from their childhood on they make themselves blind and deaf, without love and without desire. This apathy…

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The continuos work of our life, is to build death.

«The continuos work of our life,” says Montaigne, “is to build death.” He quotes the Latin poets: Prima, quae vitam dedit, hora corpsit. And again: Nascentes morimur. Man knows and thinks this tragic ambivalence which the animal and the plant merely undergo. A new paradox is thereby introduced into his destiny. “Rational animal,” “thinking reed,”…

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in vain

In vain do I stretch out my arms toward her when I awaken in the morning from my weary slumbers. In vain do I seek for her at night in my bed, when some innocent dream has happily deceived me, and placed her near me in the fields, when I have seized her hand and…

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