Rabih Alameddine, An Unnecessary Woman Quotes
I long ago abandoned myself to a blind lust for the written word. Literature is my sandbox. In it I play, build my forts and castles, spend glorious time.
I can imagine her memories of the novel, or, more likely, of who she was and how she felt when reading it.
The receding perspective of my past smothers my present. Remembering is the malignancy that feasts on my now.
Memory chooses to preserve what desire cannot hope to sustain.
We rarely consider that we're also formed by the decisions we didn't make, by events that could have happened but didn't, or by our lack of choices, for that matter.
No nostalgia is felt as keenly as nostalgia for things that never existed.
He may be my half brother, but we're not related. A chasm of incommunicable worlds lies between us.
My features have blunted with the passage of time, my reflection only faintly resembles how I see myself. Gravity demands payback for the years my body has resisted it.
I also understand that you have to lie to yourself to survive in a bad marriage, you have to delude yourself if you want to carry on in this life.