A friend of mine used to accuse me of falling into hyperbole when describing items of interest in my life. “No,” I swore, “I don’t mean to exaggerate, I’m giving you a true record of my experience—it was truly, superlatively [adjective]!” This little essay is an attempt to get at possible motivations for spending big words on little things, while also offering a hesitant typology.
Showing posts with label Thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thought. Show all posts
Friday, November 2, 2012
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Lecture Quotations, Part One
Hilarious out of context, this snippet comes from today's lecture for Philosophical Anthropology, for which we're reading Freud's famous essay "Beyond the Pleasure Principle":
Yep. Not explaining that one for ya. You should probably call your mother though. Perhaps I'll explicate it later, after I figure out how to label this post without attracting the wrong sort of traffic. Oh Google, you and your keywords.
If the breast were continually present, there would be no thought.
Yep. Not explaining that one for ya. You should probably call your mother though. Perhaps I'll explicate it later, after I figure out how to label this post without attracting the wrong sort of traffic. Oh Google, you and your keywords.
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