Musings & Meditations

Right now, human beings as a mass, have a gruesome appetite for what they call ‘real,’ whether it’s Reality TV or the kind of plodding fiction that only works as low-grade documentary, or at the better end, the factual programmes and biographies and ‘true life’ accounts that occupy the space where imagination used to sit.
     Such a phenomenon points to a terror of the inner life, of the sublime, of the poetic, of the non-material, of the contemplative.

Weight, Jeannette Winterson