Susan Sontag
Susan Sontag
Susan Sontagwas an American writer, filmmaker, teacher and political activist. She published her first major work, the essay "Notes on 'Camp'", in 1964. Her best-known works include On Photography, Against Interpretation, Styles of Radical Will, The Way We Live Now, Illness as Metaphor, Regarding the Pain of Others, The Volcano Lover and In America...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth16 January 1933
CountryUnited States of America
camp love particular terms vision
Camp is a vision of the world in terms of style-but a particular style. It is the love of the exaggerated.
strong being-in-love feels
What makes me feel strong? Being in love and work. I must work.
love-is fire
Love is friendship on fire -- anonymous
love strong independent
The love of the famous, like all strong passions, is quite abstract. Its intensity can be measured mathematically, and it is independent of persons.
love-is thinking wings
Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.
love couple hunting
Marriage is a sort of tacit hunting in couples. The world all in couples, each couple in its own little house, watching its own little interests and stewing in its own little privacy - it's the most repulsive thing in the world. One's got to get rid of the exclusiveness of married love.
simple making-love meals
On the level of simple sensation and mood, making love surely resembles an epileptic fit at least as much as, if not more than, it does eating a meal or conversing with someone.
unrequited-love past devotion
I don't consider devotion to the past a form of snobbery. Just one of the more disastrous forms of unrequited love.
mean being-in-love ruins
Being in love means being willing to ruin yourself for the other person.
love mysterious relation
Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.
clean compromise contradict cowardice embody ethics function gnawing heart intolerant invite moral neither nor principles professed secret society standard tells thinking turning utopian
The standard that a society should actually embody its own professed principles is a utopian one, in the sense that moral principles contradict the way things really are --- and always will be. How things really are --- and always will be --- is neither all-evil nor all-good but deficient, inconsistent, inferior. Principles invite us to do something about the morass of contradictions in which we function morally. Principles invite us to clean up our act; to become intolerant of moral laxity and compromise and cowardice and the turning away from what is upsetting: that secret gnawing of the heart that tells us that what we are doing is not right, and so counsels us that we'd be better off just not thinking about it.
bed blown constantly elsewhere extension fate hungry novelists perennial perhaps pieces reminded returned sheer surprised time unlikely visited
Perhaps it is our perennial fate to be surprised by the simultaneity of events, by the sheer extension of the world in time and space. That we are here, prosperous, safe, unlikely to go to bed hungry or be blown to pieces this evening, while elsewhere in the world, right now in Grozny, in Najaf, in the Sudan, in the Congo, in Gaza, in the favelas of Rio....To be a travelerand novelists are often travelersis to be constantly reminded of the simultaneity of what is going on in the world, your world and the very different world you have visited and from which you have returned home.
affect beat both clock dropping losing mode nod redundant safer seemed somewhere specific time
Somewhere in the nod we were dropping cargo. Somewhere in the nod we were losing infrastructure, losing redundant systems, losing specific gravity. Weightlessness seemed at the time the safer mode. Weightlessness seemed at the time the mode in which we could beat both the clock and affect itself, but I see now that it was not.
cope equally large people popular seemingly served threat twin
We live under continual threat of two equally fearful, but seemingly opposed, destinies: unremitting banality and inconceivable terror. It is fantasy, served out in large rations by the popular arts, which allows most people to cope with these twin specters.