Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum (via fyp-philosophy)
I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.
Oscar Wilde (via quotemadness)
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
Emma Thompson on Alan Rickman (via miurt)
Alan was my friend and so this is hard to write because I have just kissed him goodbye.
What I remember most in this moment of painful leave-taking is his humour, intelligence, wisdom and kindness. His capacity to fell you with a look or lift you with a word. The intransigence which made him the great artist he was—his ineffable and cynical wit, the clarity with which he saw most things, including me, and the fact that he never spared me the view. I learned a lot from him.
He was the finest of actors and directors. I couldn’t wait to see what he was going to do with his face next. I consider myself hugely privileged to have worked with him so many times and to have been directed by him.
He was the ultimate ally. In life, art and politics. I trusted him absolutely.
He was, above all things, a rare and unique human being and we shall not see his like again.
I don’t know where I’m going from here, but I promise it won’t be boring.
The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.