How does this happen? Why don’t we always have someone on hand to say, Don’t! Cut it out! Run out into the snow and throw yourself into a drift until your capacity to hurt and be bad is frozen out of you? Why don’t we have that kind of a voice, a voice that tells us not, What else? What else? but Stop! Desist! You are about to do harm! But even if we had this voice, would we listen to it? What is it that makes us deaf to all the warnings? Is it need? Is it need that makes us so deaf, that fills us up to our ears so that we can’t listen to our better impulses? Is it that we are so full of need, or so full of ourselves?
Sam Pulsifer in Brock Clarke’s An Arsonist’s Guide to Writers’ Homes in New England.
3 years ago