a_xulee ([personal profile] a_xulee) wrote2017-02-27 12:54 am
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Пра любовь
David Foster Wallace
"infinite jest"

Вот вроде бы несерьёзный у них там диалог, что, когда любишь, то готов умереть за другого, а на самом деле, только за себя, за своё эго и любование собой в любви.

Ho автор этот умер. Повесился по неизвестной причине.
А может как раз по известной - Тварь я дрожащая или право имею, могу ли я умереть для другого или только для себя?


What if sometimes there is no choice about what to love? What if the temple comes to Mohammed? What if you just love? without deciding? You just do: you see her and in that instant are lost to sober account-keeping and cannot choose but to love?
You become a citizen of nothing. You are by yourself and alone, kneeling to yourself.
You believe you would die twice for another but in truth would die only for your alone self, its sentiment.
You in such a case have nothing. You stand on nothing. Nothing of ground or rock beneath your feet. You fall; you blow here and there. How does one say:
'tragically, unvoluntarily, lost.'



"я уверен кинутся ребятки тайный смысл под строчками искать"🐦

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