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Source: Divergent (Divergence)

Source: báseň Dark Sonnet z knihy Adventures in the Dream Trade

Dark Sonnet

I don’t think that I’ve been in love as such,
although I liked a few folk pretty well.
Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch,
for brave men died and empires rose and fell.
For love, girls follow boys to foreign lands,
and men have followed women into hell.
In plays and poems someone understands,
there’s something makes us more than blood and bone.
And more than biological demands
for me love’s like the wind unseen, unknown.
I see the trees are bending where it’s been.
I know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blown.
I really don’t know what "I love you" means.
I think it means don’t leave me here alone...
Source: báseň Dark Sonnet z knihy Dark Adventures in the Dream Trade

Source: Season of Mists (Údobí mlh) ze série Sandman

Why our future depends on libraries, reading and daydreaming (2013)
Context: We writers – and especially writers for children, but all writers – have an obligation to our readers: it's the obligation to write true things, especially important when we are creating tales of people who do not exist in places that never were – to understand that truth is not in what happens but what it tells us about who we are. Fiction is the lie that tells the truth, after all.

Kontext:
Most people pretend that they are happy, even to themselves because if you are unhappy, you are considered a failure. So you must wear the mask of being satisfied or happy because otherwise you lose credit on the market, you’re no longer a normal person or a capable person. But you just have to look at people. You only have to see how behind the mask there is unrest, irritability, anger, depression, insomnia, unhappiness, what the french called “malaise”: already at the outset of the century one spoke of “malaise of the century”. This is what Freud called “the unease in culture”. But it’s not the unease in culture, it’s the unease in bourgeois society that turns people into workhorses and [ignores] all that is important: the ability to love, to be there for oneself and others, to think, not to be a tool for the economy, but the end of all economic activity. That is what makes people the way they are.

I think it’s a common fiction that people share, that the modern person is happy. But this isn’t only my observation, it can be found in a range of people, and you only need to open your eyes yourself and not be deceived by appearances.
Source: Rozhovor viz https://www.instagram.com/p/DHUAWP6uga7/

Kontext:
Normal people are the sickest, and sick people are the healthiest. That may sound witty or perhaps exaggerated, but I’m quite serious, it’s not just an amusing formula. The sick person reveals that certain human things aren’t yet so suppressed, that they come into conflict with the cultural patterns, and create symptoms through this friction. The symptom, like pain, is only an indication that something is wrong. One is lucky to have a symptom. The symptom, like pain, is only an indication that something is wrong. One is lucky to have a symptom. One is lucky to be in pain when something is wrong. We know if you did not feel pain, you’d be in a very dangerous situation. But a great many normal people have adapted so much that they have abandoned everything that is their own. They’ve become so alienated, so much instruments and robotic, that they no longer sense conflict at all. That is, their actual feeling, love, and hate are so much repressed or so much atrophied that they give the image of a chronic mild schizophrenia.
Source: Rozhovor viz https://www.instagram.com/p/DHB6yIZM_HN/

Source: Letters to a Young Poet

Letter Three (23 April 1903)
Letters to a Young Poet (1934)

Source: Letters to a Young Poet