Since I slept so well last night, I thought I’d really push my luck this morning on my workout. I ran a couple of miles on the track (well, a run-walk) and then hit the stairs to climb 50 flights. I have spaghetti noodles for thighs tonight. 🙂 It actually feels pretty good.
Today’s thoughts are just based upon my thinking about words lately. Well, I always think about words, obviously. Words as a tool of communication are very complex. We all say the wrong things at times, or all the time. Jokes fall flat, or we find ourselves entirely lost for words. Now that I’ve given you my train of thought, here are some thoughts:
“I identify myself in language, but only by losing myself in it like an object. What is realised in my history is not the past definite of what was, since it is no more, or even the present perfect of what has been in what I am, but the future anterior of what I shall have been for what I am in the process of becoming.” ~ Jacques Lacan (Haha. I know, it’s a mouthful, but it makes perfect sense. Really. I promise.)
“What, do you imagine that I would take so much trouble and so much pleasure in writing, do you think that I would keep so persistently to my task, if I were not preparing – with a rather shaky hand – a labyrinth into which I can venture, into which I can move my discourse… in which I can lose myself and appear at last to eyes that I will never have to meet again.” ~ Michel Foucault
“If you want to tell the untold stories, if you want to give voice to the voiceless, you’ve got to find a language. Which goes for film as well as prose, for documentary as well as autobiography. Use the wrong language, and you’re dumb and blind.” ~ Salman Rushdie
“We are armed with language adequate to describe each leaf of the field, but not to describe human character.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
“Might, could, would – they are contemptible auxiliaries.” ~ George Eliot
Blessings to you all…