Art, when it functions like this, becomes a meeting-place of the invisible, the irreducible, the enduring, guts, and honor.
JOHN BERGERThe animal has secrets which, unlike the secrets of caves, mountains, seas are specifically addressed to man.
More John Berger Quotes
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The woman’s sexual passion needs to be minimized, so that the spectator may feel that he has the monopoly on such passion
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One can say of language that it is potentially the only human home, the only dwelling place that cannot be hostile to man.
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What makes photography a strange invention is that its primary raw materials are light and time.
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The time of a cigarette is a parenthesis, and if it is shared, you are both in that parenthesis. Its like a proscenium arch for a dialogue.
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As Nelson Mandela has pointed out, boycott is not a principle, it is a tactic depending upon circumstances.
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Ours is the century of enforced travel of disappearances.
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We know that the earth is turning away from it. Yet the knowledge, the explanation, never quite fits the sight.
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When he painted a road, the roadmakers were there in his imagination, when he painted the turned earth of a ploughed field, the gesture of the blade turning the earth was included in his own act.
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I wanted to write about looking at the world, so it’s more about helping people, or persuading people, to see what is around us; both the marvellous and the terrible.
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Oil painting did to appearances what capital did to social relations. It reduced everything to the equality of objects.
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It is seeing which establishes our place in the surrounding world; we explain that world with words, but words can never undo the fact that we are surrounded by it
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History always constitutes the relation between a present and its past. Consequently fear of the present leads to mystification of the past
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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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It dreams, like a dog in its basket, of hares in the open.
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Poetry can repair no loss, but it defies the space which separates. And it does this by its continual labor of reassembling what has been scattered.
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