Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.
David MitchellTags: life soul spirituality cloud-atlas
Spent the fortnight gone in the music room reworking my year's fragments into a 'sextet for overlapping soloists': piano, clarinet, 'cello, flute, oboe, and violin, each in its own language of key, scale, and color. In the first set, each solo is interrupted by its successor; in the second, each interruption is recontinued, in order. Revolutionary or gimmicky? Shan't know until it's finished, and by then it'll be too late.
David MitchellTags: music writing self-referential cloud-atlas
I believe there is another world waiting for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.
David MitchellTags: science life inspirational inspirational-quotes cloud-atlas
Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.
David MitchellTags: cloud-atlas
Try this for deviancy: fabricants are mirrors held up to purebloods' conscience; what purebloods see reflected there sickens them. So they blame you for holding the mirror."
I hid my shock by asking when purebloods might blame themselves.
Mephi replied, "History suggests, not until they are made to.
Tags: history hate self-discovery reflection postmodern postmodernism blame disgust self-disgust cloud-atlas
So winners, Hae-Joo proposed, are the real losers because they learn nothing? What, then, are losers? Winners?
David MitchellTags: wisdom perspective learning-from-mistakes postmodern postmodernism loser improvement cloud-atlas winner
I believe death is only a door. One closes, and another opens. If I were to imagine heaven, I would imagine a door opening. And he would be waiting for me there.
David MitchellTags: cloud-atlas
Finished in a frenzy that reminded me of our last night in Cambridge. Watched my final sunrise. Enjoyed a last cigarette. Didn’t think the view could be any more perfect until I saw that beat-up trilby. Honestly, Sixsmith, as ridiculous as that thing makes you look, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful. Watched you for as long as I dared. I don’t believe it was a fluke that I saw you first. I believe there is another world waiting for us, Sixsmith. A better world, and I’ll be waiting for you there. I believe we do not stay dead long. Find me beneath the Corsican stars, where we first kissed.
Yours eternally, R.F.
Tags: love lovers suicide-note cloud-atlas love-letter
If I could create something that is even minutely close to a small percentile of a genius as Cloud Atlas, I shall deem my life worthy!
K. Hari KumarTags: sci-fi author humanist cloud-atlas indian-author k-hari-kumar contemporary-author kay-hari new-generation-authors
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