Anne Applebaum's current writing came initially to mind on the subject; rather, however, this, instead:
"In this respect they had adapted themselves to the very condition of the plague, all the more potent for its mediocrity... Without memories, without hope, they lived for the moment only.... Naturally enough, since love asks something of the future, and nothing was left us but a series of present moments." Albert Camus, 1947. "The Plague". One reader noted that the novel was a metaphor for the Third Reich's occupation of France...
"love asks something of the future" is going straight into the Notes file that I keep of potential chapter epigraphs. This reminds me too of what Alan Jacobs, Robin Sloan, and others are talking about vis a vis temporal bandwidth (https://cgbrooke.substack.com/p/its-about-time-part-2). It might echo, too, with the post that I'm working on at the moment...thanks, Tim! -cgb
Anne Applebaum's current writing came initially to mind on the subject; rather, however, this, instead:
"In this respect they had adapted themselves to the very condition of the plague, all the more potent for its mediocrity... Without memories, without hope, they lived for the moment only.... Naturally enough, since love asks something of the future, and nothing was left us but a series of present moments." Albert Camus, 1947. "The Plague". One reader noted that the novel was a metaphor for the Third Reich's occupation of France...
(AA's new book is sitting in my wishlist, just waiting for me to clear some space on the Kindle app!)
"love asks something of the future" is going straight into the Notes file that I keep of potential chapter epigraphs. This reminds me too of what Alan Jacobs, Robin Sloan, and others are talking about vis a vis temporal bandwidth (https://cgbrooke.substack.com/p/its-about-time-part-2). It might echo, too, with the post that I'm working on at the moment...thanks, Tim! -cgb