[b]Erica Jong
I’ve not ceased being fearful, I’ve gone ahead despite the pounding in my heart that says: turn back, turn back, you’ll die if you go too far.[/b]
Of course now she is right around the corner from The Big One.
There’s nothing good about being ordinary. People don’t respect you for it. People run after people who are different, who have confidence in their own taste, who don’t run with the herd. There is nothing gained by giving in to the pressures of group vulgarity.
True, but, you know, you can only take it so far.
The earth is God’s book but in our blindness, we have obliterated letters so we may say God has abandoned us. It is we who are illiterate.
…as she gets closer and closer to oblivion.
You go through life looking for a teacher and then when you find him, you become so dependent on him that you grow to hate him. Or else you wait for him to show his weakness and then you despise him for being human.
Let’s file this one under, “or something like that”.
What we fear we also desire, and what we desire we fear.
He wondered why people say things like this.
Women in America read ‘lifestyle’ pages which are really glorifications of shopping. They teach us we must veil ourselves in make-up to be loved. And we willingly take the veil, thinking ourselves freed by it. Make-up is no more optional for us than the veil is for Arab women: it is our Western version of the chador.
That and [for those who can aford it] plastic surgery.