“Among the problems with which we may be concerned are the pollution of the atmosphere, the pollution of water supplies, fluoridation of water and use of other public health measures, contamination of the earth with pesticides, with lead from leaded gasolines, misuse of chemicals as food additives, the location of nuclear power plants in thickly populated centers, the best use of scientific and medical knowledge to decrease the amount of human suffering caused by poverty and disease, and especially the prevention of the destruction of civilization by nuclear war.”
Pauling, Linus. "The Social Responsibilities of Scientists and Science." The Science Teacher 67, no. 1 (January 2000): 29.
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"Like the wind in the trees and the bells
Of the procession—
How light the air is
And the earth,
Children and the grass
In the wind and the voices of men and women
To be carried about the sun forever
Among the beautiful particulars of the breezes
The papers blow about the sidewalks”
Oppen, George. “Of Being Numerous.” New Collected Poems. Edited by Michael Davidson and Eliot Weinberger. New York: New Directions, 2008. p. 184.
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New Directions Books
“We went down into the basement apartment, a confusing number
of people, lying around on the bed. There’s a baby, neglected
who belongs to us; we are abandoning him; no we will feed
and take care of him; we will not have a huge head swollen-
looking aching with our ego, ourselves that cannot face
poetry’s night and day, its high fair hills where no prizes grow.
For we have to know how to make the new one. And if the earth
cracks with drought we’ll still have to. A strange wrinkled
ancestor hands us a nugget.”
Notley, Alice. "We Have to Know How to Make the New One." The Kenyon Review, New Series, 31, no. 4 (2009): 138.
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“How did you get here? That’s just a question. There isn’t any
reason why you shouldn’t always have been, despite appearances,
the seeming births and deaths. Are you really bound by the finite body
you name? The people realized they were the birds and snakes—
before they forgot—they knew what it felt like to fly
and to slither without arms; they knew what it felt like to be the ground
holding them up. Brother dirt and sister rock; mother the
vault of the sky, father lightning.”
Notley, Alice. From "Eurynome's Sandals." Chicago Review 54, no. 3 (2009): 140.
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“On the contrary: we have everything, since we have Being, and beings, and we have never lost track of the difference between Being and beings.”
Latour, Bruno. We Have Never Been Modern, trans. Catherine Porter. Cambridge: Harvester Wheatsheaf, 1993. pp. 66-7.
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Harvard University Press
"The fact that somewhere in one of the foundational documents
of this country, there is the statement that all men are created
equal and the fact that social and political inequality has never been
eradicated cannot be regarded as unrelated to the relative non-
chalance with which Master Auld discusses the gap between his re-
ligious ideas and his day-to-day precepts."
Davis, Angela Y. Lectures on Liberation. New York: N.Y. Committee to Free Angela Davis, 1971. p. 16.
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“There are no journals or records made available to us, no assessments of what has been achieved when one is lost in thought and in the most remote parts of the self for so long. Only marks on the wall and his understanding of ‘life as a life sentence’ are offered, along with an external documentation of the bare facts and the inevitable ticking of time. A clock was also brought into the hunger artist’s cage, ‘the only piece of furniture,” the one additional symbolic artifact required.’”
Carol Becker. “Afterthoughts: Stilling the World.” In Out of Now: The Lifeworks of Tehching Hsieh, by Adrian Heathfield and Tehching Hsieh. London: MIT Press and Live Art Development, 2009. p. 4. (PDF)
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“There must be comfort in such rigorous mastery - simply marking off each day at a time as one of survival. In such actions one’s life becomes identified with time beyond all illusion and, surprisingly, internal stillness can result, even though we are painfully aware that, although we can slow time down, it is always moving forward. In fact, we are time. It exists in and around us and is manifested in our final dissolution. ‘Living is nothing but consuming time until you die,’ Hsieh says.”
Carol Becker. “Afterthoughts: Stilling the World.” In Out of Now: The Lifeworks of Tehching Hsieh, by Adrian Heathfield and Tehching Hsieh. London: MIT Press and Live Art Development, 2009. p. 3. (PDF)
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