his job was the very least important part of his life, never to be mentioned except in irony.
Richard YatesAnd do you know a funny thing? I'm almost fifty years old and I've never understood anything in my whole life.
Richard YatesOur ability to measure and apportion time affords an almost endless source of comfort.
Richard YatesI still had this idea that there was a whole world of marvelous golden people somewhere, as far ahead of me as the seniors at Rye when I was in the sixth grade; people who knew everything instinctively, who made their lives work out the way they wanted without even trying, who never had to make the best of a bad job because it never occured to them to do anything less then perfectly the first time. Sort of heroic super-people, all of them beautiful and witty and calm and kind, and I always imagined that when I did find them I'd suddenly know that I Belonged among them, that I was one of them, that I'd been meant to be one of them all along, and everything in the meantime had been a mistake; and they'd know it too. I'd be like the ugly duckling among the swans.
Richard YatesMots clés longing trying-to-fit-in waiting-to-fit-in
Hard work, is the best medicine yet devised for all the ills of man- and of woman.
Richard YatesPeople did change, and a change could be a bloom as well as a withering...
Richard YatesIt's a disease. Nobody thinks or feels or cares any more; nobody gets excited or believes in anything except their own comfortable little God damn mediocrity.
Richard YatesMots clés apathy mediocrity
You want to play house, you got to have a job. You want to play very nice house, very sweet house, then you got to have a job you don't like. Great. This is the way ninety-eight-point-nine per cent of the people work things out, so believe me, buddy, you've got nothing to apologize for.
Richard YatesAre artists and writers the only people entitled to lives of their own?
Richard YatesMots clés writers living artists
I want to retain my own identity. Therefore the thing I’m most anxious to avoid is any kind of work that can be considered ‘interesting’ in its own right. I want something that can’t possibly touch me. I want some big, swollen corporation that’s been bumbling along making money in its sleep for a hundred years, where they have to hire eight guys for every one job because none of them can be expected to care about whatever boring thing it is that they are supposed to be doing. I want to go into that kind of place and say, Look. You can have my body and my nice college-boy smile for so many hours a day, in exchange for so many dollars, and beyond that we’ll leave each other strictly alone.
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