well listen, you may as well tell your story because if you don’t, some other clown will, and badly. and serially.
What a story is, is devious. It pretends transparency, forthrightness. It engages with ordinary people, ordinary matters, recognizable stuff. But this is all a masquerade. What good stories deal with is the horror and incomprehensibility of time, the dark encroachment of old catastrophes…
Nothing is lost if one has the courage to proclaim that all is lost and we must begin anew.
—Julio Cortazar Hopscotch (1963)
Memory believes before knowing remembers.
— William Faulkner, Light in August
It is fatal to be a man or woman pure and simple; one must be woman-manly or man-womanly. … Some marriage of opposites has to be consummated.
—― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own