What is significant, and is so difficult for the urban stranger to understand, is that the two statements are connected by an and not by a but.
JOHN BERGERYour lips, beloved, are like a honeycomb: honey and milk are under the tongue. And the smell of your clothes is like the smell of my home.
More John Berger Quotes
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Nakedness reveals itself. Nudity is placed on display. The nude is condemned to never being naked. Nudity is a form of dress.
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If everything that existed were continually being photographed, every photograph would become meaningless.
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Yet the first symbols were animals. What distinguished men from animals was born of their relationship with them.
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To be naked is to be oneself.
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Hair is associated with sexual power. With passion.
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Whenever he looked he saw the labour of existence; and this labour, recognised as such, was what constituted reality for him. (On Vincent Van Gogh)
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Ours is the century of enforced travel of disappearances.
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For those who are behind the curtain, landmarks are no longer only geographic but also biographical and personal
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The extreme proposition on which Giacometti based all his mature work was that no reality… could ever be shared. This is why he believed it impossible for a work to be finished. This is why the content of any work is not the nature of the figure or head portrayed but the incomplete history of him staring at it.
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Traditional Chinese art looked at the Earth from a Confucian mountain top;
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Art, when it functions like this, becomes a meeting-place of the invisible, the irreducible, the enduring, guts, and honor.
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(The sight of it as an object stimulates the use of it as an object.) Nakedness reveals itself. Nudity is placed on display. To be naked is to be without disguises.
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To live and die amongst foreigners may seem less absurd than to live persecuted or tortured by one’s fellow countrymen….
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Hope is a contraband passed from hand to hand and story to story.
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The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.
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