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Brandon Taylor

Real Life

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  • Maria José Sandovalцитирует2 года назад
    Is this all his life is meant to be, the accumulation of other people’s pain? Their assorted tragedies?
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    This could be their life together, each moment shared, passed back and forth between each other to alleviate the pressure, the awful pressure of having to hold on to time for oneself. This is perhaps why people get together in the first place. The sharing of time. The sharing of the responsibility of anchoring oneself in the world. Life is less terrible when you can just rest for a moment, put everything down and wait without having to worry about being washed away. People take each other’s hands and they hold on as tight as they can, they hold on to each other and to themselves, and when they let go, they can because they know that the other person will not.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    Affection always feels this way for him, like an undue burden, like putting weight and expectation onto someone else. As if affection were a kind of cruelty too.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    Perhaps friendship is really nothing but controlled cruelty. Maybe that’s all they’re doing, lacerating each other and expecting kindness back.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    “There are no bad people,” Wallace says with a shrug. “People do bad things. But after a while they’re just people again.”
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    because the past doesn’t need a future. It has no use for what comes next. The past is greedy, always swallowing you up, always taking.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    Kindness is a debt, Wallace thinks. Kindness is something owed and something repaid. Kindness is an obligation.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    Since that time, Wallace has been careful to avoid bringing meat to these things. He typically brings crackers or another form of fiber because his friends are all full of shit and need cleaning out from time to time, all that cellulose from their vegetables.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    Memory sifts. Memory lifts. Memory makes due with what it is given. Memory is not about facts. Memory is an inconsistent measurement of the pain in one’s life.
  • Дарья Расковацитирует4 года назад
    This is why he keeps the truth to himself, because other people don’t know what to do with your shit, with the reality of other people’s feelings. They don’t know what to do when they’ve heard something that does not align with their own perception of things. There is a pause. And a silence.
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