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It seems to me that a life lived all the way up embraces the dangers of failure, and is undertaken nonetheless.
William James’s pragmatism, which Milch codifies as “you can work your way to right thinking, but you can’t think your way to right working”
There’s a streak of gnosticism here, a belief that the world as we see it, while real and solid, is also a concealing veil through which we have to pierce in order to understand even some small part of the truth.
Deadwoods, Tweed: I am an old man, broken in health and cast down in spirit… Recognizing further resistance as a futility, offering unqualified surrender and supplicating mercy, I herewith submit my testimony.
The act of creativity is an act of faith. Nobody makes something unless they feel there’s an audience for it. The belief that that audience exists may be unfounded, but it’s a belief we have to have if we’re to continue doing this, whatever this is.
Making art is a statement of faith in humanity, even if you don’t feel that faith. The art speaks for itself and is possibly greater than the artist, who is, after all, only human.
Art can convert our troubled lives into something that holds the potential for joy. The past isn’t dead, it isn’t even past. It lives in us and it’s up to us what we do with it.
All items listed above belong in the world
In which all things are continuous,
and are parts of the original dream which
I am now trying to discover the logic of. This
Is the process whereby pain of the past in its pastness
May be converted into the future tense
Of Joy.
book: Edith’s Diary, by Patricia Highsmith, 1977