I have been in this place, not to long ago, though not in such a literate state. This quote allowed me showed me a way to laugh at myself. When I laugh at myself, I am able to let some go of those pretensions that keep me bound to one path, when many paths are available. In my darker moments, I relate to this, but upon reading it, I laugh and the darkness clears a little. I can see other ways to be me.
Enrique Vila-Matas: Quote of the Day!
A while ago, when I was shaving, I looked in the mirror and did not recognize myself. The radical loneliness of these last few days is turning me into someone else. Nevertheless, I am enjoying the anomaly, the deviation, the monstrosity of myself as an isolated individual. I derive a certain pleasure from being unfriendly, from swindling life, from adopting the posture of literature’s radical non-hero (which is to say from playing at being like the cast of these footnotes), from observing life and seeing that the poor thing lacks a life of its own.
I looked in the mirror and did not recognize myself. Then I fell to thinking about what Baudelaire used to say, that the real hero is he who keeps himself amused. I looked in the mirror again and detected a certain resemblance to Watt, Samuel Beckett’s reclusive character. Like Watt, I could be described in…
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