…you must say words, as long as there are any, until they find me, until they say me, strange pain, strange sin, you must go on, perhaps it’s done already, perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence, where I am, I don’t know, I’ll never know, in the silence you don’t know, you must go on, I can’t go on, I’ll go on
—― Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable
But little girls are raised on fairytales. Is it any wonder we all crave the happy endings to the dark things in our lives? No one ever tells you that sad things stay sad, some people die angry and unforgiven, and some things are lost and never found.
—~~ Lisa Unger, BEAUTIFUL LIES
Fiction is that place where human beings do not have to be better than they really are, where characters can and should confront each other, where they must create scenes, where desire will have its day, where all truth is beautiful. Fiction is the antidote to the conduct manual.
(via Sackett Street Writers instructor and author Dina Nayeri)
Writing is like hunting. There are brutally cold afternoons with nothing in sight, only the wind and your breaking heart. Then the moment when you bag something big.
The entire process is beyond intoxicating.
Transendental is the word. I don’t believe in all this stuff about grief because I think we grieve forever, but that goes for love too, fortunately for all us.
—M.F. K. Fisher
‘91 letter to Lawrence Clark Powell
A Life In Letters
A story imprints on your mind an image that is beyond the language. We say, ‘I was moved, though I can’t explain how and why,’ don’t we? That happens often with works that are so-called masterpieces. And that beyond-words appeal is, for me, the power of the imagery that the story delivers.
—Yoshitomo Nara in conversation with Hideo Furukawa