Mutiny

“My father exerted an emotional monopoly. His happiness tolerated no dissent. When he was in a good mood, everyone was supposed to be delighted to hear his long stories, laugh at his jokes and cheerfully partake in whatever project he had in mind—calamitous home renovations, around-the-clock printing jobs, excursions to the Bronx in search of an Italian butcher someone had mentioned. But whenever he was low or had been wronged, he made everyone pay for it. I have yet to see a face as determined as his was in anger. It was, sadly, a determination that was fixed only on itself—determined to be determined. Once he got into that state, I think he viewed any kind of compromise as self-betrayal, as if his whole being could be eroded and wiped away by the admission of a fault. I lived with my father for over twenty years, and we stayed close after I moved out. Not once, in all those decades, did he apologize to me for anything.”
― Hernan Diaz, Trust

“Capii in quel momento cos'è davvero una madre: qualcosa da cui non esiste riparo. Dicono che una madre dà tutto e non chiede niente; nessuno dice invece che chiede tutto e dà ciò che non chiediamo di avere.”
― Nadia Terranova, Addio fantasmi