Weekend Words: Domain
The domain’s name is clintonemail.com, which Hillary Clinton used, according to The New York Times, “for everything — from State Department matters to planning her daughter’s wedding and issues related to the family’s sprawling philanthropic foundation.”

The domain’s name is clintonemail.com, which Hillary Clinton used, according to The New York Times, “for everything — from State Department matters to planning her daughter’s wedding and issues related to the family’s sprawling philanthropic foundation,” and it “has set off intense criticism, because it shielded her correspondence from being searched in response to public records requests at the State Department.”
Culture is smitten with counting and measuring; it feels out of place and uncomfortable with the innumerable; its efforts tend, on the contrary, to limit the numbers in all domains; it tries to count on its fingers.
—Jean Dubuffet
How greatly had he grown in his demesne,
This auditor of insects!
—Wallace Stevens, “Concerning the Thunderstorms of the Yucatan”
Nothing is beautiful, only man: on this piece of naïveté rests all aesthetics, it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second: nothing is ugly but degenerate man — the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.
—Friedrich Nietzsche
A Coffin—is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
A Citizen of Paradise
In it diminished Plane.
—Emily Dickinson
All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called facts. They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain.
—Oliver Wendell Holmes
Patriotism, when it wants to make itself felt in the domain of learning, is a dirty fellow who should be thrown out of doors.
—Arthur Schopenhauer
Science can only ascertain what is, but not what should be, and outside of its domain value judgments of all kinds remain necessary.
—Albert Einstein
In the domain of Political Economy, free scientific inquiry meets not merely the same enemies as in all other domains. The peculiar nature of the material it deals with, summons as foes into the field of battle the most violent, mean and malignant passions of the human breast, the Furies of private interest.
—Karl Marx
You too, you took an interest in the world. That was long ago. I want you to cast your mind back to then. The domain of the rules was no longer enough for you; you were unable to live any longer in the domain of the rules; so you had to enter into the domain of the struggle. I ask you to go back to that precise moment. It was long ago, no? Cast your mind back: the water was cold.
—Michel Houellebecq, Whatever (French title: Extension du domaine de la lutte)
Real genius is nothing else but the supernatural virtue of humility in the domain of thought.
—Simone Weil