“It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open...” Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
''The visage of being that shows itself in war is fixed in the concept of totality, which dominates Western philosophy. Individuals are reduced to being bearers of forces that command them unbeknown to themselves. The meaning of individuals (invisible outside of this totality) is derived from the totality. The unicity of each present is incessantly sacrificed to a future appealed to bring forth its objective being.'' Emmanuel Levinas Please note that 51 is the picture of a picture, focused on a detail - by reframing. Source:AP/Anja Niedringhaus Original picture 28/32
"I do, indeed, close my door at times and surrender myself to a book, but only because I can open the door again and see a human face looking at me." Martin Buber
Lady Macbeth:
Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
They must lie there. Go carry them, and smear
The sleepy grooms with blood.
Macbeth:
I'll go no more.
I am afraid to think what I have done;
Look on't again I dare not.
Lady Macbeth:
Infirm of purpose!
Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead
Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.
Macbeth Act 2, scene 2, 45–52