Our species has advanced from Stone Age to Industrial Revolution to Digital Emptiness. We’ve become weightless, in the bad sense of the word.
ALAN LIGHTMANIt is true that the arts at MIT don’t have the same amount of funding or same status as the sciences or engineering.
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Such is the cost of immortality. No person is whole. No person is free. Over time, some have determined that the only way to live is to die. In death, a man or a woman is free of the weight of the past [and the future].
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We’ve lost our way, we have lost our centeredness.
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For me, consciousness is the most interesting unsolved problem of science, and, in fact, we may never know what it is about a particular arrangement of neurons that gives rise to consciousness. Our consciousness.
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The mother and father osprey stay together. It’s a monogamous relationship. And every summer they raise a new brood of children.
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I also like the magic realist writers, such as Borges and Marquez, and feel that interesting truths can be learned about our world by exploring highly distorted worlds.
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Time is a rigid, bonelike structure, extending infinitely ahead and behind, fossilizing the future as well as the past.
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I have also been fascinated for a long time with the intersection of science and religion.
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The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present.
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No one ever expects poetry to sell…
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I think that the scienti?c way of looking at the world, and the humanistic way of looking at the world are complementary.
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An unusual counterpoint between personal history and the history of a young nation. Haunting, powerful, and beautifully written.
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For my students who are trying to learn the craft of writing in a writing class – contemporary literature is what’s most useful.
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For it is only habit and memory that dulls the physical passion. Without memory, each night is the first night, each morning is the first morning, each kiss and touch are the first.
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Illuminated by only the most feeble red light, for light is diminished to almost nothing at the center of time, its vibrations slowed to echoes in vast canyons, its intensity reduced to the faint glow of fireflies.
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One cannot walk down an avenue, converse with a friend, enter a building, browse beneath the sandstone arches of an old arcade without meeting an instrument of time.
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