The Father Quotes in Surfacing
They’re making a movie, Joe is doing the camera work, he’s never done it before but David says they’re the new Renaissance Men, you teach yourself what you need to learn.
What he means is that a man should be handling this; Joe will do as a stand-in. My status is a problem, they obviously think I’m married. But I’m safe, I’m wearing my wedding ring, I never threw it out, it’s useful for landladies.
What impressed him that time, he even mentioned it later, cool he called it, was the way I took my clothes off and put them on again later very smoothly as if I were feeling no emotion. But I really wasn’t.
Below me in the water there’s a leech, the good kind with red dots on the back, undulating along like a streamer held at one end and shaken. The bad kind is mottled gray and yellow. It was my brother who made up these moral distinctions, at some point he became obsessed with them, he must have picked them up from the war. There had to be a good kind and a bad kind of everything.
I had the proof now, indisputable, of sanity and therefore of death.
If you tell your children God doesn’t exist they will be forced to believe that you are the God, but what happens when they find out you are human after all, you have to grow old and die?
From any rational point of view I am absurd; but there are no longer any rational points of view.
I willed it, I called to them, that they should arrive is logical; but logic is a wall, I built it, on the other side is terror.
No gods to help me now, they’re questionable once more, theoretical as Jesus. They’ve receded, back to the past, inside the skull, it is the same place.
The Father Quotes in Surfacing
They’re making a movie, Joe is doing the camera work, he’s never done it before but David says they’re the new Renaissance Men, you teach yourself what you need to learn.
What he means is that a man should be handling this; Joe will do as a stand-in. My status is a problem, they obviously think I’m married. But I’m safe, I’m wearing my wedding ring, I never threw it out, it’s useful for landladies.
What impressed him that time, he even mentioned it later, cool he called it, was the way I took my clothes off and put them on again later very smoothly as if I were feeling no emotion. But I really wasn’t.
Below me in the water there’s a leech, the good kind with red dots on the back, undulating along like a streamer held at one end and shaken. The bad kind is mottled gray and yellow. It was my brother who made up these moral distinctions, at some point he became obsessed with them, he must have picked them up from the war. There had to be a good kind and a bad kind of everything.
I had the proof now, indisputable, of sanity and therefore of death.
If you tell your children God doesn’t exist they will be forced to believe that you are the God, but what happens when they find out you are human after all, you have to grow old and die?
From any rational point of view I am absurd; but there are no longer any rational points of view.
I willed it, I called to them, that they should arrive is logical; but logic is a wall, I built it, on the other side is terror.
No gods to help me now, they’re questionable once more, theoretical as Jesus. They’ve receded, back to the past, inside the skull, it is the same place.
