The New Romantics

The solution to the atomization curse that both gives us significantly more time back, and makes us much happier, is to seek to reintegrate these various foci of life as much as possible .

"Life is bristling with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to cultivate one's garden."

- Voltaire

“Right now, we need writers who know the difference between the production of a market commodity and the practice of an art.”

Something is deeply wrong when we sext the same way we order a sandwich.

Genius is the supernatural virtue of humility in the domain of thought.

We have become used to the ease and convenience of our digital lives, and we expect the same offline. A slick, transactional, no-strings-attached kind of life, predictable and controllable.

Here on my screen was the distillation of a peculiar American illness: namely, that we have a profound and dangerous inclination to confuse art with moral instruction, and vice versa.

So this is what’s happened to the world: optimization trumps human preference. The people who want to win the argument are effectively prepared to ignore human truths to preserve the integrity of the artificial model.