Give me the outside of all things, I am a fanatic for the externality of things.
1937 Blasting and Bombardiering, ch.1.
Ma s que una costumbre, parece como un conjuro para una divinidad que todos desconocemos, que al reunirse varios cubanos?se permanece en un silencio de suspensio n, hasta que se oye una voz cualquiera que dice o canta algo, que no tiene relacio n con la convocatoria para la reunio n .Jose Lezama Lima
'Dying for an idea,'again, sounds well enough, but why not let the idea die instead of you?Jose Lezama Lima
When we say 'science' we can either mean any manipulation of the inventive and organizing power of the human intellect: or we can mean such an extremely different thing as the religion of science, the vulgarized derivativefromthispureactivitymanipulated bya sortof priestcraft into a great religious and political weapon.Jose Lezama Lima
The puritanical potentialities of sciencehavenever been forecast. If it evolves a body of organized rites, and is established as a religion, hierarchicallyorganized, things more than anything else will be done in the name of 'decency'. The coarse fumes of tobacco and liquors, the consequent tainting of the breath and staining of white fingers and teeth, which is so offensive to many women, will be the first things attended to.Jose Lezama Lima
The revolutionary simpleton is everywhere.Jose Lezama Lima
If you must go nowhere, step out.Jose Lezama Lima
The soul started at the knee-cap and ended at the navel.Jose Lezama Lima
Then down came the lidthe day was lost, for art, at Sarajevo.World-politics stepped in, and a war was started whichhasnot ended yet: 'a war to end war'.But it merely ended art. It did not end war.Jose Lezama Lima
'The Art of Being Ruled'might be described from some points of view as an infernal Utopia. Rather than custom, it feels more like an invocation to an unknown deity when Cubans get together?they hold a suspenseful silence until any voice is heard saying or singing something that has nothing to do with the purpose of the meeting.Jose Lezama Lima
Gertrude Stein's prose song is a cold, black suet- pudding?of fabulously reptilian length.Jose Lezama Lima