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Department Modern Languages and Literatures Brooklyn College
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"It occurs to me that delinquency is such a waste of time: all those years spent extenuating, thinking, rethinking, apologizing, refusing to apologize, feeling guilty, hating the feeling of guilt. You can squander a lot of your soul not doing your duty."
Leon Wieseltier KADDISH, p. 21 I started writing for the most selfish of reasons. I wanted to change the world around me. Or, failing that, I wanted to leave the slightest imprint upon it, during dark days, so that I could feel I had stirred the dust in some small way. Like a leaf pressed in the pages of a book, rediscovered long afterwards, I wanted the thin veins of words to exist somewhere, even if only as memory of the true thing itself. We have plenty of people who write about politics, these days. And some of them are rational people, and the larger share are butchers. It is easier to be bloodthirsty than not; it requires no courage. It is easy to shave the smallest possible straws of principle from the larger sheaf, and the smallest possible slivers of paper from the law; it is the harder challenge to leave them there. It is the easiest thing in the world to be a bigot: it requires no knowledge, no sense, no logic. It is harder not to be. And that is, in a word, insanity. It is a flaw
in the fabric of the world. We are, apparently, monstrous
creatures, and if we are truly created in God's image than God
would have to be a more petty creator than we can possibly
imagine. It seems more likely we are beasts. |
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