about
book list
archives
subscribe

Voice.

“Now listen to me, please: On a winter day, when you were a lycĂ©e student, it was snowing, and you were lost in thought. You could hear God inside you, and you were trying to forget him. You could see that the world was one, but you thought that if you could close your eyes to this vision, you could be more unhappy and also more intelligent. And you were right. Only people who are very intelligent and very unhappy can write good poems. So you heroically undertook to endure the pains of faithlessness, just to be able to write good poems. But you didn’t realize then that when you lost that voice inside you, you’d end up all alone in an empty universe.”
Orhan Pamuk, Snow

This article was posted in christianity, on art, photographs, quotations and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.
Both comments and trackbacks are closed.