As a pedagogical approach, disability studies provides ways of legitimating the lives of those occupying peripheral embodiments as offering insightful alternative modes of nonnormative...

This is why the elite need a prophylactic barrier of shitty state schools, to prevent clever kids from working-class post codes ousting them from the Enclave of Privilege

Like a shiny silver pinball whizzing out of the firing lane, I've not got the faintest bloody clue where I'm going or what'll happen next.

Are you mad?' Always a trickier question than it looks.

As many truths as men. Occasionally, I glimpse a truer Truth, hiding in imperfect simulacrums of itself, but as I approach, it bestirs itself & moves deeper into the thorny swamp of dissent. Tuesday

Our right to be here is weaker by the minute

The challenge of the politics of atypicality becomes particularly pressing within neoliberal biopolitics, particularly in that much of disability's social oppression is based on medical...

ignorance of the Other engenders fear; fear engenders hatred; hatred engenders violence; violence engenders further violence until the only rights, the only law, are whatever is willed by the most...

When shaving, thinks Jacob, a man rereads his truest memoir.

Men have imagined republics and principalities that never really existed at all. Yet the way men live is so far removed from the way they ought to live that anyone who abandons what 'is' for what...

What's wrong, de Zoet? You look like your breeches are beshatten.

conduct your life in such a way that, when your train breaks down in the eve of your years, you have a warm, dry car driven by a loved one-or a hired one, it matters not-to take you home.

Who wins, you or the sony? The sony, I answered, or how would I ever improve? So winners, Hae-Joo proposed, are the real losers because they learn nothing? What, then, are losers? Winners?

Uzaemon is no longer surprised by Shuzai's perspicacity. I don't know if I have the right to involve you.To a believer in Fate, replies Shuzai, it's not you who is involving me.

... I thought, I am in this world, but no longer of this world.

Siddhartha is a dead man and a living ideal. The man taught about overcoming pain, and influencing one's future reincarnations. But I pray to the ideal.

I watched clouds awobbly from the floor o' that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who...

Three or four times only in my youth did I glimpse the Joyous Isles, before they were lost to fogs, depressions, cold fronts, ill winds, and contrary tides … I mistook them for adulthood. Assuming...

Acting like an insider can be enough to be one.

The pieces fell into place. I fell into pieces.

To kill what you'd cherish & cure," he opined, "that seems to be the way of things.

Wars do not combust without warning. They begin as little fires over the horizon. Wars approach. A wise man watches for the smoke, and prepares to vacate the neighborhood, just like Ayrs and Jocasta....

Albert Camus, from Leonard Cohen's reading list, makes an appearance here, from Notebooks, 1935–1951: What gives value to travel is fear. It is the fact that, at a certain moment, when we are so far...

When a parent dies, a filing cabinet full of all the fascinating stuff also ceases to exist.

Wrong turns teach us the right way.

Spring adds, summer multiplies, autumn subtracts, winter divides.

We create models to explain nature, but the models wind up gatecrashing nature and driving away the original inhabitants.

Eavesdropping's sort of thrilling 'cause you learn what people really think, but eavesdropping makes you miserable for exactly the same reason.

The song instantly insisted it'd never existed.

Green is made of yellow and blue, nothing else, but when you look at green, where've the yellow and the blue gone? Somehow this is to do with Moran's dad. Somehow this is to do with everyone and...