Post Modernism Quotes

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Jean-Paul Sartre
“Life has no meaning a priori… It is up to you to give it a meaning, and value is nothing but the meaning that you choose.”
Jean-Paul Sartre

Philip K. Dick
“The pre-Socratic Greek philosopher Parmenides taught that the only things that are real are things which never change... and the pre-Socratic Greek philosopher Heraclitus taught that everything changes. If you superimpose their two views, you get this result: Nothing is real.”
Philip K. Dick

Roger Zelazny
“Don't wake me for the end of the world unless it has very good special effects.”
Roger Zelazny, Prince of Chaos

Umberto Eco
“I think of the postmodern attitude as that of a man who loves a very cultivated woman and knows that he cannot say to her "I love you madly", because he knows that she knows (and that she knows he knows) that these words have already been written by Barbara Cartland. Still there is a solution. He can say "As Barbara Cartland would put it, I love you madly". At this point, having avoided false innocence, having said clearly it is no longer possible to talk innocently, he will nevertheless say what he wanted to say to the woman: that he loves her in an age of lost innocence.”
Umberto Eco

Nassim Nicholas Taleb
“The best way to measure the loss of intellectual sophistication - this "nerdification," to put it bluntly - is in the growing disappearance of sarcasm, as mechanic minds take insults a bit too literally.”
Nassim Nicholas Taleb, The Bed of Procrustes: Philosophical and Practical Aphorisms

Nassim Nicholas Taleb
“Modernity: we created youth without heroism, age without wisdom, and life without grandeur”
Nassim Nicholas Taleb, The Bed of Procrustes: Philosophical and Practical Aphorisms

Jean Baudrillard
“And so art is everywhere, since artifice is at the very heart of reality. And so art is dead, not only because its critical transcendence is gone, but because reality itself, entirely impregnated by an aesthetic which is inseparable from its own structure, has been confused with its own image. Reality no longer has the time to take on the appearance of reality. It no longer even surpasses fiction: it captures every dream even before it takes on the appearance of a dream.”
Jean Baudrillard, Simulations (Semiotext

Noam Chomsky
“Amusing and perfectly self-conscious charlatans.”
Noam Chomsky

“The assumption that Derrida always knows what he is talking about is not Derridean.”
Timothy Morton, The Ecological Thought

Michel Houellebecq
“You too, you took an interest in the world. That was long ago. I want you to cast your mind back to then. The domain of the rules was no longer enough for you; you were unable to love any longer in the domain of the rules; so you had to enter into the domain of the struggle. I ask you to go back to that precise moment. It was long ago, no? Cast your mind back: the water was cold.
You are far from the edge, now. Oh yes! How far from the edge you are! You long believed in the existence of another shore; such is no longer the case. You go on swimming, though, and every movement you make brings you closer to drowning. You are suffocating, your lungs are on fire. The water seems colder and colder to you, more and more galling. You aren't that young anymore. Now you are going to die. Don't worry. I am here. I won't let you sink. Go on with your reading.”
Michel Houellebecq, Whatever

David F. Wells
“What is to be gained if we are so intent in reaching out to the unchurched that we then unchurch the reached?”
David F. Wells, The Courage to Be Protestant: Truth-lovers, Marketers, and Emergents in the Postmodern World

Jean Baudrillard
“We need a visible past, a visible continuum, a visible myth of origin to reassure us as to our ends, since ultimately we have never believed in them.”
Jean Baudrillard, Simulations (Semiotext

Jean Baudrillard
“The old slogan 'truth is stranger than fiction,' that still corresponded to the surrealist phase of this estheticization of life, is obsolete. There is no more fiction that life could possibly confront, even victoriously-it is reality itself that disappears utterly in the game of reality-radical disenchantment, the cool and cybernetic phase following the hot stage of fantasy.”
Jean Baudrillard, Simulations (Semiotext

“Corruption ultimately guilts the corrupt, and it hardens the innocent who suffer as a result of it. It isn't the young who corrupt the old, rather it's the inverse.
The aim of the old should be to ensure that the young grow up incorruptible.”
Justin K. McFarlane Beau

Saira Viola
“A Harvey Nicks chick with throwaway morals and a trustfund appetite.”
Saira Viola, Slide, a Modern Satire on the Excess of Greed

Jean Baudrillard
“Mass(age) is the message.”
Jean Baudrillard, In the Shadow of the Silent Majorities

Gilles Deleuze
“هذا الاحترام لــ"حقوق الإنسان" ــ هذا يجعلني حقا أودّ أن أقول، أن أتفوه تقريبا بعباراتٍ بغيضةٍ نوعاً ما. إنه ينتمي كثيرا إلى هذا التفكير الضعيف للفترة الفكرية الخاوية التي ناقشناها من قبل. إنها مُجرَّدةٌ تماما، ما هي "حقوق الإنسان" هذه؟ إنها مُجرَّدةٌ تماما، فارغةٌ تماما. إنها بالضبط مثل ما كنا نقوله من قبل عن الرغبة، ما حاولتُ قوله عن الرغبة: الرغبة لا تتمثل في إقامة موضوع، في القول بأنني أرغبُ في هذا... نحن لا نرغب، مثلا، في الحرية، إلى آخره. هذا صفر. بالأحرى، نحن نرغب... نجد أنفسنا في مواقف. أختار مثال المشكلات المعاصرة في أرمينيا، هذا حديثٌ جدا. ما هو الموقف، لو كنت أفهمُه بشكل صحيح؟ لا يدري المرءُ أبدا، حقا، يمكنك أن تُصحّحيني، لكن هذا لن يُغيِّر كثيرا. هناك معقلٌ في جمهوريةٍ سوفيتية أخرى، هناك معقلٌ أرميني، جمهورية أرمينية، هذا هو الموقف، جانبٌ أولٌ منه. وهناك هذه المذبحة بواسطة نوعٍ من الجماعة التركية...”
Gilles Deleuze, ألف باء دولوز

David Ohle
“That was the way with Moldenke, a brightly burning candle with a shortened wick, destined to burn low and give off gas.”
David Ohle, Motorman

Régis Debray
“The man of the future will be young or he will not be.”
Régis Debray, A Modest Proposal: A Plan for the Golden Years

Douglas Murray
“Even before the First World War there was a strain in European art and music – in Germany more than anywhere – that was turning from ripeness to over-ripeness and then into something else. The last strains of the Austro-German Romantic tradition – exemplified by Gustav Mahler, Richard Strauss and Gustav Klimt – seemed almost to have destroyed itself by reaching a pitch of ripeness from which nothing could follow other than complete breakdown. It was not just that their subject matter was so death-obsessed, but that the tradition felt as though it could not be stretched any further or innovated any more without snapping. And so it snapped: in modernism and then post-modernism.”
Douglas Murray, The Strange Death of Europe: Immigration, Identity, Islam

Jean Baudrillard
“The only benefit of a Campbell's soup can by Andy Warhol (and it is an immense benefit) is that it releases us from the need to decide between beautiful and ugly, between real and unreal, between transcendence and immanence.”
Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays in Extreme Phenomena

Dietrich Bonhoeffer
“But when we create our own God and our own world, what we are really doing is to deify our own lust. We are then bound to hate our fellow-men, as obstacles standing in the way of our wills.”
Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Blake Butler
“Worse than knowing I needed out, I didn't know what I needed back into. Even when I could feel there was something else beyond the edges of any color in the street or window where no one waited even to just totally ignore me, I couldn't recognize it enough to know how to want it harder. Along each street it was as if I were waiting for some hole to swallow my face. Each moment it didn't made the going into the next step that much less worth doing. This is what life had always felt like. In my mind, expecting the absence of something or someone there before me made the presence in its place feel like the punch line to a routine no one was performing. And where I couldn't find a way to laugh, I became my own stand-in, over and over, like painting white over a window from the inside.”
Blake Butler, Three Hundred Million

Blake Butler
“I remember waking in a field. The sun is above me. It has a face but not like mine. Its eyes are closed.

I'm wearing a gown made of the hair we'd never grown. The gown stretches behind me as I walk, winding and clinging against the landscape as if to wed me to it. It pulls the roots of my scalp so wide and far apart you can see straight into my brain, the mounds and nubs there, holes and powder.

Beneath the dirt, the blood is dry. Enmassed dreams of the dead hold up the lattice of the unnamed landscape. Where I'd already walked I knew I could not walk back.

The light of day is near and thin with no one waiting.”
Blake Butler, Three Hundred Million

Fredric Jameson
“The epistemological separation of colony from metropolis, the systemic occultation of the colonial labour on which imperial prosperity is based, results in a situation in which... the truth of metropolitan existence is not visible in the metropolis itself”
Fredric Jameson

“Peter Drucker suggested the transformation into a post-modern world happened between 1937 and 1957 (when he was writing). He described an as yet "nameless era" which he characterized as a shift to conceptual world based on pattern, purpose, and process rather than mechanical cause, outlined by four new realities: the emergence of Educated Society, the importance of international development, the decline of the nation state, and the collapse of the viability of non-Western cultures”
Wikipedia :-)

Terry Eagleton
“I argue that three key doctrines of postmodernist
thought have conspired to discredit the classical concept of ideology. The first of these doctrines turns on a rejection of the notion of representation--in fact, a rejection of an empiricist model of representation, in which the representational baby has been nonchalantly slung out with, the empiricist
bathwater. The second revolves on an epistemological skepticism which would hold that the very act of identifying a form of consciousness as ideological entails some untenable notion of absolute truth. Since the latter idea attracts few devotees these days, the former is thought to crumble in its wake. We cannot brand Pol Pot a Stalinist bigot since this would imply some metaphysical certitude about what not being a Stalinist bigot would involve. The third doctrine concerns a reformulation of the relations between rationality, interests and power, along roughly neo-Nietzschean lines, which is thought to render the whole concept of ideology redundant.”
Terry Eagleton, Ideology

“As the rhetoric and power structures of old dissolve, from monarchy to capitalism to the space between a vocalized phrase and its indefinable mental inclination, this urge becomes heightened. And eventually, this conflict absorbs and finds its home within that foundation from whence it is borne, and from where its impact will fractal into every other component of power and being; the place where this dysphoria and this exchange occurs, now that we have unloosed the stop from our pressured throats, of the place it occurs, of the place it will be fought, of the place where it matters most- the mind.

Because Mind as we know it and matter itself are no longer so perceptually separate. You are reading these words right now, but how? The voice is no longer an element confined in expression to the physical body.

I press buttons with letters on them, just as my tongue presses the palate of my mouth as my diaphragm rises and I have told you something by the sound of my voice, I tell you something now, and you hear me, as we both engage with a device rooted in external reality- a computer screen, or the fluorescent face of a silicon phone- and you cannot tell me that Mind and this device through which we Know the things and engage with things and express things of the nature which the Mind is crafted by and through- are separate. Tell me you are not already integrated with this device you hold in your hands.

Now this- this nexus- will be the stage where the battles of yore, which were fought upon dirt and in the sand and in lush, wild forests with sticks and spears and gunpowder, will now meet and address each other by name, and where they will wreak change with their fury as war is waged for territory of a different kind. And because of this, congratulations- you will be the stage, you will be the weapon, you will stand in the crossfire of wars that are not your own, as men always have through history and time, and “war” will be a different kind of thing. And, staying true to another law of humankind, like bronze, like iron, like steel, the same things that forge our tools will also craft our weapons.

We don’t need nukes. We have the internet.”
Alice Minium

“I press buttons with letters on them, just as my tongue presses the palate of my mouth as my diaphragm rises and I have told you something by the sound of my voice, I tell you something now, and you hear me, as we both engage with a device rooted in external reality- a computer screen, or the fluorescent face of a silicon phone- and you cannot tell me that Mind and this device through which we Know the things and engage with things and express things of the nature which the Mind is crafted by and through- are separate. Tell me you are not already integrated with this device you hold in your hands.

Now this- this nexus- will be the stage where the battles of yore, which were fought upon dirt and in the sand and in lush, wild forests with sticks and spears and gunpowder, will now meet and address each other by name, and where they will wreak change with their fury as war is waged for territory of a different kind. And because of this, congratulations- you will be the stage, you will be the weapon, you will stand in the crossfire of wars that are not your own, as men always have through history and time, and “war” will be a different kind of thing. And, staying true to another law of humankind, like bronze, like iron, like steel, the same things that forge our tools will also craft our weapons.”
Alice Minium

“What do we do in a hot cold war, when perhaps our reality was so detonated that we sense the surreal nature of this timeline, because it is, in fact, entirely different, and what has transpired here to create so absurdly alien a landscape as the alien city-change of atomized clouds, of the ideological equivalent of a nuclear bomb? But the weapon is crafted to meet the kind of warfare, and this decade’s weapon will not strike in one explosion, because mind is not like that, but slow and persistent and with a face we know, a face that is ourselves, and the most terrifying part is that we deeply suspect and not wrongly so and in no way explained by a foreign intent that, it is, in fact, ourselves we see?

And does this opening-tool of a window, this channel and central stage of culture and freedom and self and things that is this internet through which I speak these words, necessarily succumb to one party’s control? Just as body and the things we touch are no longer separate, will self and weapon ever be?”
Alice Minium

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