“I had thought in those years, I suppose, having learned the lesson from
my mother well, that it was foolish to ask for too much out of life,
afterwards only to live in the wake of that expectation, an irreducible
disappointment. But what pain, I thought now, could be greater than to
realize that even the practical reality for which you had assumed to
settle upon, did not hold – that even that was illusory? Would it not be
better, then, to set your sights on some more fantastic and rare dream
from which even in failing you might take some comfort in having once
aspired?”
―
Johanna Skibsrud,
The Sentimentalists
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