Thursday, April 24, 2008

The trouble with thinking

So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves.

The physical distance between two people using a string was often small; sometimes the smaller the distance, the greater the need for the string.

Sometimes no length of string is long enough to say the thing that needs to be said. In such cases all the string can do, in whatever its form, is conduct a person's silence.

When he read a book he gave himself entirely to commas and semicolons, to the space after the period and before the capital letter of the next sentence.

There's no match for the silence of God.

After all: who doesn't want to make a spectacle of his loneliness?

From Nicole Krauss' The History of Love.

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