Helen Garner - At these times I feel like a human being again, instead of a very bad and wrong person, a sack of different sadnesses being hauled around by a skeleton
Melancholia” would still appear to be a far more apt and evocative word for the blacker forms of the disorder, but it was usurped by a noun with a bland tonality and lacking any magisterial presence, used indifferently to describe an economic decline or a rut in the ground, a true wimp of a word for such a major illness.
I have measured out my life with the sea urchins that have pierced my feet with their spines. I have now lost my fear of sea urchins. I don’t know why. There are other fears I would prefer to lose, after all. I know they have to survive in the wilderness of the ocean; their cousins are the sea star and they can grow for centuries. There are sea urchins that are almost immortal, older than the mortal mothers and their mortal children fleeing from wars on boats that sometimes sink. Life is only worth living because we hope it will get better and we’ll all get Ñphome safely. If we were to measure the love of mothers for their children with coffee spoons, there would never be enough spoons for that kind of love.
Helen Garner - At these times I feel like a human being again, instead of a very bad and wrong person, a sack of different sadnesses being hauled around by a skeleton
Sartres lobsters in becoming Beauvoir
Melancholia” would still appear to be a far more apt and evocative word for the blacker forms of the disorder, but it was usurped by a noun with a bland tonality and lacking any magisterial presence, used indifferently to describe an economic decline or a rut in the ground, a true wimp of a word for such a major illness.
I have measured out my life with the sea urchins that have pierced my feet with their spines. I have now lost my fear of sea urchins. I don’t know why. There are other fears I would prefer to lose, after all. I know they have to survive in the wilderness of the ocean; their cousins are the sea star and they can grow for centuries. There are sea urchins that are almost immortal, older than the mortal mothers and their mortal children fleeing from wars on boats that sometimes sink. Life is only worth living because we hope it will get better and we’ll all get Ñphome safely. If we were to measure the love of mothers for their children with coffee spoons, there would never be enough spoons for that kind of love.
3-6am are the Dooming Hours. NEVER make life decisions during the Dooming Hours.