Doris Lessing, The Memoirs of a Survivor
It really amazes me how accurately she actually can describe and name my own personal (and yet universal) feelings and thoughts.
(…) yes, in spite of myself, every word I put down is on the edge of farce, somewhere there is a yell of laughter – just as there is when a woman cries in precisely that way. For, in life, there is often a yell of laughter, which is every bit as intolerable as the tears.
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Hate, hate, hate. Let’s all get together and have a good hate. Over and over. It gives you the feeling that something has got inside your skull and is hammering down on your brain.
|—||George Orwell, Coming Up For Air|
This is what, looking back, we acknowledge first - our similarities, not our differences.
|—||Doris Lessing, The Memoirs of a Survivor|