Glamour cannot exist without personal social envy being a common and widespread emotion.
JOHN BERGERHope is a contraband passed from hand to hand and story to story.
More John Berger Quotes
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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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All photographs are there to remind us of what we forget. In this – as in other ways – they are the opposite of paintings.
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Never again shall a single story be told as though it were the only one.
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Advertising is not merely an assembly of competing messages; it is a language itself which is always being used to make the same general proposal
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Matisse did neither. He clashed his colours together like cymbals and the effect was like a lullaby.
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Between the experience of living a normal life at this moment on the planet and the public narratives being offered to give a sense to that life, the empty space, the gap, is enormous.
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A drawing is essentially a private work, related only to the artist’s own needs; a ‘finished’ statue or canvas is essentially a public, presented work – related far more directly to the demands of communication.
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Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at.
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These contradictions both hide and increase the natural ambiguity of the photographic image.
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The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.
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The opposite of love is not to hate but to separate. If love and hate have something in common it is because, in both cases, their energy is that of bringing and holding together
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Modern thought has transferred the spectral character of Death to the notion of time itself. Time has become Death triumphant over all.
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It is not usually possible in a poem or a story to make the relationship between particular and universal fully explicit. Those who try to do so end up writing parables.
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Your 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.
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Tracing an imaginary line between a cluster of stars gave them an image and an identity.
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