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23 July 2008 @ 2pm

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The Lover: Favorite Passage

"…I never fall asleep right away despite the new fatigues in my life. I think about the man from Cholon. He’s probably in a nightclub somewhere near the Fountain with his driver, they’ll be drinking in silence, they drink arrack when they’re on their own. Or else he’s gone home, he’s fallen asleep with the light on, still without speaking to anyone. That night I can’t bear the thought of the man from Cholon anymore. Nor the thought of H.L. It’s as if they were happy, and as if it came form outside themselves. And I have nothing like that. My mother says, This one will never be satisfied with anything. I think I’m beginning to see my life. I think I can already say, I have a vague desire to die. From now on I treat that word and my life as inseparable. I think I have a vague desire to be alone, just as I realized I’ve never been alone any more since I left childhood behind, and the family of the hunter. I’m going to write. That’s what I see beyond the present, in the great desert in whose form my life stretches out before me."

(p. 103)


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Posted by
Susannah
14 July 2011 @ 5am

This is the perfect way to break down this ifnomraiotn.


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