“He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others—the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
9:51 am • 29 November 2011 • 11 notes
“Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving; and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for.”
— Jonathon Safran Foer.
5:27 am • 29 November 2011 • 14 notes
“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer: Everything is Illuminated
7:40 pm • 28 November 2011 • 10 notes
COMPLETED: Everything is Illuminated AND One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
As you may have already figured out, I’ve finished reading Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer. This book makes my definitely recommend list. It’s beautiful and compelling and funny and engaging and heartbreaking. And it’s altogether just wonderful, so read it, ok?
(Interesting fact #1: This book stemmed from Foer’s research for his senior thesis.)
(Interesting fact #2: Foer is married to Nicole Krauss, author of The History of Love. They both write beautifully and create great stories. I envy their children.)
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest was an interesting read. The horror stories about the asylum are both fascinating and sickening, and the characters are delightfully odd (though rarely as insane as they’d like you to believe). It contributes to some interesting conspiracy theories about society’s desire to emasculate all men so women can have power too, if you’re into that sort of thing.
In other news, I finished reading Minor Characters and the horrible racial psychology book as well. I’d recommend Minor Characters. Definitely wouldn’t recommend the other one, unless you’d just like to bore yourself to death.
Up next: A Coney Island of the Mind by Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Man Walks Into a Room by Nicole Krauss.
3:55 pm • 28 November 2011 • 8 notes
“She was like a drowning person, flailing, reaching for anything that might save her. Her life was an urgent, desperate struggle to justify her life.”
— Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
9:55 am • 28 November 2011 • 14 notes
“This is love, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
(Source: aepocrypha, via butthenmariasang)
11:29 pm • 27 November 2011 • 1,263 notes
- One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kessey
- Minor Characters by Joyce Johnson
- Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
Oh, and let’s not forget…
- “Why Are All the Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria?” and Other Conversations About Race by Beverly Daniel Tatum, Ph.D.
I’m exceedingly thrilled about that last one. [insert sarcastic eye rolling here] Hooray for required reading in an education class.
And on my upcoming reads list:
- Man Walks Into a Room by Nicole Krauss
- Big House by Nicole Krauss
- A Coney Island of the Mind by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
9:04 pm • 14 November 2011 • 9 notes