“I love it, I love it, and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?”
Eliza Cook (1818–1889) British writer
The old Arm-Chair, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
"5 Years", from Homogenic (1997)
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“I love it, I love it, and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?”
Eliza Cook (1818–1889) British writer
The old Arm-Chair, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
“I dared not dream she loved me.”
Joaquin Miller (1837–1913) American judge
IV, p. 29.
The Ship in the Desert (1875)
Context: I dared not dream she loved me. Nay,
Her love was proud; and pride is loth
To look with favor, own it fond
Of one the world loves not to-day …
No matter if she loved or no,
God knows I loved enough for both,
And knew her as you shall not know
Till you have known sweet death, and you
Have cross'd the dark; gone over to
The great majority beyond.
Ivan Illich (1926–2002) austrian philosopher and theologist
We the People interview (1996)
Context: Traditionally the gaze was conceived as a way of fingering, of touching. The old Greeks spoke about looking as a way of sending out my psychopodia, my soul's limbs, to touch your face and establish a relationship between the two of us. This relationship was called vision. Then, after Galileo, the idea developed that the eyes are receptors into which light brings something from the outside, keeping you separate from me even when I look at you. People began to conceive of their eyes as some kind of camera obscura. In our age people conceive of their eyes and actually use them as if they were part of a machinery. They speak about interface. Anybody who says to me, "I want to have an interface with you," I say, "please go somewhere else, to a toilet or wherever you want, to a mirror." Anybody who says, "I want to communicate with you," I say, "Can't you talk? Can't you speak? Can't you recognize that there's a deep otherness between me and you, so deep that it would be offensive for me to be programmed in the same way you are."
“I'm not who you think i am. If you love me, you love me for the wrong reasons.”
Sister Souljah (1964) American hip hop-generation author, activist, recording artist, and film producer
Source: Midnight
Oriah Mountain Dreamer (1954) Canadian author
Source: The Invitation
Francine Rivers (1947) American writer
Source: Redeeming Love