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Quote for the Day

Not sure how much blogging I’ll be able to do today, with work and everything, but there were two quotes I came across this morning that I wanted to pass on. One was on the back of a van I saw as I came out of the subway this morning, the other was in the introduction of a book a coworker gave to me, which I read while waiting for my computer to start.

I’m not sure this is a statement I’d like to make for myself, but it’s probably true on more days than I’d care to admit. Either way, how could I not grab a picture of this?

Sign of the Day

And yesterday Nicco gave me a copy of Holding on, and in the intro this morning I read this.

My feeling has always been that I owe my fellow human beings, my fellow sufferers, I owe them a helping hand. I owe them a helping hand in whatever form I can extend it. While I’m alive I feel an obligation to exercise the long-dormant (or repressed) talent I have — in my case, writing. To me it’s an exercise in decency and humanity. It probably does me good too, gives me an incentive, a goal, mitigates the misery inherent in these pitiless eighties and nineties.

That was written by Henry Roth, who suffered a long period of writer’s block block between publishing his first novel, Call It Sleep, in 1934 and his second, Mercy of a Rude Stream, in 1994. It struck me as vaguely Buddhist, and something that I may want to try to apply to myself and my own writing; and the story of overcoming almost 60 years of writer’s block might serve as an inspiration sometime.

Anyway, just thought I’d share.

One Comment

  1. Part of the Henry Roth quotation reminds me of something Malamud wrote in The Fixer. Yakov, the title character, is wrongly imprisoned. In a dream, a man who was murdered by the state for his efforts on Yakov’s behalf tells him, “If you should ever get out of prison, keep in mind that the purpose of freedom is to create it for others.”