Michel Foucault book Discipline and Punish
Discipline and Punish (1977) as translated by Alan Sheridan, p. 228
Discipline and Punish (1977)
“Years of solitude had taught him that, in one's memory, all days tend to be the same, but that there is not a day, not even in jail or in the hospital, which does not bring surprises, which is not a translucent network of minimal surprises.”
"The Waiting" translated by James E. Irby (1959)
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Argentine short-story writer, essayist, poet and translator… 1899–1986Related quotes
“Think to yourself that every day is your last; the hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise.”
Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum.
grata superveniet, quae non sperabitur hora.
Book I, epistle iv, line 13–14
Epistles (c. 20 BC and 14 BC)
Melina Marchetta (1965) Australian teen writer
Source: The Piper's Son
William J. Wilkins, judge at the Nuremberg Trial of War Criminals source: NYT http://www.nytimes.com/1995/09/14/obituaries/w-j-wilkins-98-was-judge-at-trial-of-nazi-industrialists.html
Hermann Minkowski (1864–1909) German mathematician and physicist
as quoted in a conversation with Max Born about the development of the theory of relativity, by Carl Seelig, Albert Einstein: A Documentary Biography (1956)
Daniel Defoe (1660–1731) English trader, writer and journalist
Source: Robinson Crusoe (1719), Ch. 11, Finds Print of Man's Foot on the Sand.
Florence Nightingale (1820–1910) English social reformer and statistician, and the founder of modern nursing
Cassandra (1860)
Context: Look round at the marriages which you know. The true marriage — that noble union, by which a man and woman become together the one perfect being — probably does not exist at present upon earth.
It is not surprising that husbands and wives seem so little part of one another. It is surprising that there is so much love as there is. For there is no food for it. What does it live upon — what nourishes it? Husbands and wives never seem to have anything to say to one another. What do they talk about? Not about any great religious, social, political questions or feelings. They talk about who shall come to dinner, who is to live in this lodge and who in that, about the improvement of the place, or when they shall go to London. If there are children, they form a common subject of some nourishment. But, even then, the case is oftenest thus, — the husband is to think of how they are to get on in life; the wife of bringing them up at home.
But any real communion between husband and wife — any descending into the depths of their being, and drawing out thence what they find and comparing it — do we ever dream of such a thing? Yes, we may dream of it during the season of "passion," but we shall not find it afterwards. We even expect it to go off, and lay our account that it will. If the husband has, by chance, gone into the depths of his being, and found there anything unorthodox, he, oftenest, conceals it carefully from his wife, — he is afraid of "unsettling her opinions."
Roger Zelazny (1937–1995) American speculative fiction writer
In the introduction for the short-story collection Unicorn Variations (1983)
“For a guest remembers all his days the hospitable man who showed him kindness.”
XV. 54–55 (tr. G. H. Palmer).
Odyssey (c. 725 BC)