"My real fault was that I couldn't stay with my purest feelings. This was what tore the greatest hole in me. Maybe Theresa couldn't stand many happy days in a row either, that did occur to me as a reason for her cooling off. Perhaps she had this trouble too, with her chosen thing. The year before, when Mimi was in trouble, Kayo Obermark had said to me that this happened to everyone. Everyone got bitterness in his chosen thing. It might be in the end that the chosen thing in itself is bitterness, because to arrive at the chosen thing needs courage, because it's intense, and intensity is what the feeble humanity of us can't take for long. And also the chosen can't be one that we already have, since what we already have there isn't much use or respect for. Oh, this made me feel terrible contempt, the way I felt, riled and savage. The fucking slaves! I thought. The lousy cowards!"
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
The Adventures Of Augie March - Chapter XIX
Labels: Saul Bellow
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