Quotes About Exchange

Teachers learn from their students' discussions

[The Barefoot College is] the only college where the teacher is the learner and the learner is the teacher.

All our tongues and cultures are constant shoplifters from other tongues and cultures.

Music spilling out of from the eyes in place of tears, music spilling from the throat in place of words, music falling from his fingertips in place of caresses, music exchanged between them instead of love, yearning of five lines, the five lines of their thoughts , their reveries, their emotions, their unknown self, their giant self, their shadow.

You know I just dispatched copies to Aldous Huxley & Ezra Pound—finally heard from them. And to Blaise Cendrars.‡ Also wrote a good letter to Emma Goldman.

A identidade do casal humano não era eterna, mas permutável, para proteger essa troca de espíritos, transmissões de caráter, todas as fecundações de novos eus vindo à luz [...]

marriage nothing but a lugubrious barter with slavery as its upshot.

The cross-pollination of ideas is important; try to apply the lessons you've learned to your current project.

Spiritualists saw a direct connection between economic and sexual subjugation. They compared marriage to prostitution because both gave men sexual access to women in exchange for economic support.

if each party values his opponent's concessions as gains and his own as losses, each is bound to perceive his sacrifice as being greater.34

I still find that a willingness to be honest—especially about things that one might be expected to conceal—often leads to much more gratifying exchanges with other human beings.

Both she and Lady L. are very urgent with me to shew them some of the letters in our correspondence; and Miss Grandison says, if that will encourage me to oblige them, they will shew me some of their brother's. — Who would not be tempted by such an exchange? I am more than half-afraid — But surely, in such an heap of stuff as I have written, there is something that I can read to them.

You don't get anything without giving up something.

You get what you give, but also what you're willing to take. The night before, I'd offered up my hand. Now, if I held on, there was no telling what it was possible to recieve in return.

I hoped this was true. Even if it wasn"t, all I could do was hand over what I could, with the hope of something in return. But of course, this was easier said than done.

There was something incongruous about one marriage ending the same day another began, as if there was an exchange program in the universe or something, a trade required in order to keep the numbers even.

There is something aesthetically pleasing about trading one engraving - and old map - for another - American money.

A man like you, humble for life, who wants to feel and live, has trouble—not wanting," said Tamkin in his parenthetical fashion, "to exchange an ounce of soul for a pound of social power—he'll never make it without help in a world like this.

Better a thousand times the Arab untouched. The foreigners come out here always to teach, whereas they had much better learn.

A covenant differs from a contract almost as much as marriage differs from prostitution.

By his gracious condescension God became man and is called man for the sake of man and by exchanging his condition for ours revealed the power that elevates man to God through his love for God and brings God down to man because of his love for man. By this blessed inversion, man is made God by divinization and God is made man by hominization.45 [1084D] For the Word of God and God wills always and in all things to accomplish the mystey of his embodiment.

Would you care to sit down here and tell me all about it?

Being in love is an elaborate state of anticipation for the continual exchanging of certain kinds of gifts. The gifts can range from a glance to the offering of the entire self. But the gifts must be gifts: they cannot be claimed. One has no rights as a lover--except the right to anticipate what the other wishes to give.

I propose a conspiracy of orphans. We exchange winks. We reject hierarchies. All hierarchies. We take the shit of the world for granted and we exchange stories about how we nevertheless get by. We are impertinent. More than half the stars in the universe are orphan-stars belonging to no constellation. And they give off more light than all the constellation stars.