Because I dont care what anyone says or how often or winningly they say it: no one will ever, ever be able to persuade me that life is some awesome, rewarding treat. Because, heres the truth: life is a catastrophe. The basic fact of existence of walking around trying to feed ourselves and find friends and whatever else we do is a catastrophe. Forget all this ridiculous Our Town nonsense everyone talks: the miracle of a newborn babe, the joy of one simple blossom, Life You Are Too Wonderful To Grasp, &c. For me and Ill keep repeating it doggedly till I die, till I fall over on my ungrateful nihilistic face and am too weak to say it: better never born, than born into this cesspool. Sinkhole of hospital beds, coffins, and broken hearts. No release, no appeal, no do-overs to employ a favored phrase of Xandras, no way forward but age and loss, and no way out but death.
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About Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch.
Themes
- Life — Reflections on the meaning, challenges, and beauty of life