Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time. – John Berger
The human imagination… has great difficulty in living strictly within the confines of a materialist practice or philosophy. It dreams, like a dog in its basket, of hares in the open. – John Berger
The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying. – John Berger
Publicity is the life of this culture — in so far as without publicity capitalism could not survive — and at the same time publicity is its dream. – John Berger
The people in power will not disappear voluntarily, giving flowers to the cops just isnt going to work. This thinking is fostered by the establishment; they like nothing better than love and nonviolence. The only way I like to see cops given flowers is in a flower pot from a high window. – William S. Burroughs