No matter whether one is flying over Newfoundland or the sea of lights that stretches from Boston to Philadelphia after nightfall, over the Arabian deserts which gleam like mother-of-pearl, over the Ruhr or the city of Frankfurt, it is as though there were no people, only the things they have made and in which they are hiding.
W. G. Sebald, The Rings of Saturn (via likeafieldmouse)
Whoever reflects recognizes that there are empty and lonely spaces between one’s experiences.
Pioneering Harvard psychologist Jerome Bruner, who is 99 today, on art as a mode of knowing, its intersections with science, and its four psychological aspects – so good.(via explore-blog)