#saki

Science has nothing to be ashamed of even in the ruins of Nagasaki. The shame is theirs who appeal to other values than the human imaginative values which science has evolved. ↗

— Jacob Bronowski

#ashamed #even #evolved #human #imaginative

Dropping those atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki was a war crime. ↗

— George Wald

#atomic bombs #bombs #crime #dropping #hiroshima

I have for some time urged that a nuclear abolition summit to mark the effective end of the nuclear era be convened in Hiroshima and Nagasaki on the 70th anniversary of the bombings of those cities, with the participation of national leaders and representatives of global civil society. ↗

— Daisaku Ikeda

#anniversary #bombings #cities #civil #civil society

Japan learned from the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki that the tragedy wrought by nuclear weapons must never be repeated and that humanity and nuclear weapons cannot coexist. ↗

— Daisaku Ikeda

#cannot #coexist #hiroshima #humanity #japan

Now when I look back to the Guildford of that time, it seems far more exotic to me than Nagasaki. ↗

— Kazuo Ishiguro

#exotic #far #i #look #me

We had news this morning of another successful atomic bomb being dropped on Nagasaki. These two heavy blows have fallen in quick succession upon the Japanese and there will be quite a little space before we intend to drop another. ↗

— Henry L. Stimson

#atomic #atomic bomb #before #being #blows

Cinta, sebuah kata yang tak persis pengertiannya, kecuali ketika kita merasakan sakitnya. (h. 475) ↗

— Goenawan Mohamad

#kata #sakit #cinta

And in the sting and misery of his defeat, he began to chant loudly and defiantly the hymn of his threatened idol: Sredni Vashtar went forth, His thoughts were red thoughts and his teeth were white. His enemies called for peace, but he brought them death. Sredni Vashtar the Beautiful. ↗

— Saki

#beauty

The censorious said she slept in a hammock and understood Yeats's poems, but her family denied both stories. ↗

— Saki

#eccentric #golden-afternoon #humor #saki #twentieth-century

Maybe Laura’s real problem came in admitting this: there was nothing new under the sun. To write a story would be, somehow deep down, to embrace her limits, to admit that, indeed, she would someday die—if not of a worm or a ceiling, then of something else. The very nature of a story admitted this reality. To be a writer was to say, yes, I am just another Murasaki, and it is quite possible that no one will remember my name. ↗

— L.L. Barkat

#tale-of-genji #writer #writers #writing #nature