Hello, readers (if you’re out there). First blog post! My blog will serve as something of a public diary – a place for me to keep my thoughts that I also wish to share, as well as a place for me to put memories or experiences I’d like to be able to recall later.
“Molasses Quotes” is a new section for after I’m done reading a book. These books might be of any sort, but the quotes will
be of the same kind: the ones that made me think the most. I’ve decided to call them by this name because the ideas these quotes bring require a lot of chewing over. They’re very sticky and perhaps difficult to get through. It takes a while for them to dissolve. These quotes are much the same, requiring work and perhaps difficult to digest. This section will serve as a place for me to put forward these ideas, as well as to serve as a record of books I’ve read so that I might be able to remember them later. It can also serve as a place for you, dear reader, to get a feel for the books I discuss and perhaps inspire you to read them as well. All that being said, welcome to the first edition of Molasses Quotes.
“She tells me that time is a force and we must allow it to do its work, must respect its power.”
“She told me her loneliness was visceral, a sack of rocks she carried from one room to the next, city to city.”
“…he was thinking of something Northrop Frye had said about the energy it takes to get out of a place and how you must then move forward on that momentum to keep creating, to keep reinventing.”
“Yeah but apologies are what keep us civilized, I said and she said no, not at all, apologies allow for all sorts of brutality.”
“And then I thought that people like to talk about their pain and loneliness but in disguised ways. Or in ways that are sort of organized but not really.”
“Then, in my dream, the solution comes to me: do nothing. And in an instant my anxiety is gone and I’m at peace.”
“I couldn’t remember the recipe for death.”
“Go into hard things quickly, eagerly, then retreat. It’s the same for thinking, writing, and life.”
“…and I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn’t mean you stop telling the story.”
“I have an allergy to autumn, to shorter days and longer nights, to death.”
“I said that actually, now, I’d begun to measure a person’s character and integrity by their ability to kill themselves.”
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