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El año en Highlights ene 05, 2013

Nunca subrayé libros hasta que los libros se volvieron electrónicos, y cuando los libros se volvieron electrónicos, empecé a prestar libros en papel en la biblioteca pública local, que me sale más barato, si acaso no tan conveniente. Recorrer estos subrayados es un poco como un cronoviaje mental, como ir a París a tomarse una foto y luego solo recordar la foto. O recordar París precisamente porque ves la foto. De pronto no. De pronto esto es una tontería. No son buenos tiempos, me perdono las tonterías.

Según kindle, estas fueron las cosas que subrayé y que todavía ahora me siguen gustando.

“I am vain, or once was, and one of my vanities was to feign that I was not.” -We need to talk about Kevin

“The lonely, like the fictive, love one-way watching. For lonely people are usually lonely not because of hideous deformity or odor or obnoxiousness—in fact there exist today support- and social groups for persons with precisely these attributes. Lonely people tend, rather, to be lonely because they decline to bear the psychic costs of being around other humans. They are allergic to people. People affect them too strongly.” -A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again

La cosa con Foster Wallace es que cuando escribe estas cosas me escribe describe directamente, de una forma en que yo no podría jamás, y que solo me dejan ganas de abrazarlo.

“all catharses were in vain for that man” -Portnoy’s complaint.

Leí a Roth este año. Creo que no me gusta. Es un escritor demasiado escritor. Su humanidad parece enteramente teórica.

“What could be more useful than having the means of convincing oneself that one exists whenever the question should arise?” -Properties of Light

“Lo que descubre uno con treinta y cinco años es que todo lo había descubierto ya con treinta.” -Ejército Enemigo

2012 fue el año en que cumplí treinta y cinco. Todos perdidos

“You get towards the end of life—no, not life itself, but of something else: the end of any likelihood of change in that life. You are allowed a long moment of pause, time enough to ask the question: what else have I done wrong?” -The sense of an ending

Fue quizás mi libro favorito del año.

“He had a sensation like he’d swallowed a hard cloud.” -Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman

Como me sentí todo el año.

“When everything is new, the pleasures are skin-deep. I found it mysteriously satisfying to say her name aloud, to recite the colors of her body. Hair and eyes and hands. The new snow of her breasts. Absolutely nothing seemed trite. I wanted to make lists and classifications. Simple, basic, true. Her voice was soft and knowing. Her eyes were sad. Her left hand trembled at times. She was a woman who’d had troubles in her life, a hauntingly bad marriage, perhaps, or the death of a dear friend. Her mouth was sensual. She let her head ease back when she listened. The brown of her hair was ordinary, with traces of gray, short strokes or flashes that seemed to come and go in varying light.” -The Angel Esmeralda

“He was able to dream the same dream again and again, with variations.” -Genius: The Life and Science of Richard Feynman

“Positive thoughts, I stressed, positive thoughts, motherfucker!” -The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

Mi propósito para este año. Además de aprender francés, aprender a tocar el violonchelo y adelgazar. Y quererte menos, que cuando te quise más tampoco funcionó.

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