Yan’s Reviews > One, None and a Hundred Thousand > Status Update
Yan
is on page 7 of 268
“I’m all for wives. But my sense of self was— you’ll indulge me— vulnerable to collapse (at the least critical utterance, with each fly I saw buzz by) into a morass of doubt and second guesses, leaving me fired out and compressed into a kind of psychological drainpipe, beyond the confines of which I could apprehend nothing.” Crazy start my guy, all cause of his nose
— 11 hours, 31 min ago
Like flag
Yan’s Previous Updates
Yan
is on page 157 of 268
“Without others’ eyes to confirm the reality of what’s before us, our eyes no longer know what they’re seeing, and our very identity is lost; because what we believe to be the most intimate part of ourselves, our consciousness, is really others in us; we cannot see ourselves with our own eyes.”
— 5 hours, 7 min ago
Yan
is on page 154 of 268
“And a body prone to scrutiny has to get away from it all and take a walk.”
— 5 hours, 9 min ago
Yan
is on page 143 of 268
“All because I wanted to show the world I might be someone other than the man they imagined me to be.”
— 5 hours, 15 min ago
Yan
is on page 102 of 268
“… since your old friend occupied one reality and the new one another, so profoundly incompatible that an alarm went off alerting you to the fact that, if you spoke to one the other would stand there staring at you dumbfounded; he wouldn’t recognize you anymore…”
— 8 hours, 46 min ago
Yan
is on page 94 of 268
“… because a single reality wasn’t provided for us and doesn’t exist, and we have to provide it for ourselves if we want to live… And life doesn’t remain fixed. It can’t stay in one place. If it stops tomorrow, it’s the end of the world.”
— 8 hours, 52 min ago
Yan
is on page 92 of 268
“Once we realize that all of our selves are not in a given act, it would therefore be an atrocious injustice to judge us on any one act alone, to hold us accountable, trussed up and hung from the gallows, our whole existence summed up in a moment.”
— 8 hours, 56 min ago
Yan
is on page 91 of 268
“Once an act is performed, that’s it; there’s no way to change it… the act nevertheless endures, becomes a prison.”
— 8 hours, 58 min ago
Yan
is on page 81 of 268
“… your life being the result of actions, of seed heedlessly thrown by a man, your father; your presence in the world deriving from that seed, making you the involuntary fruit of that man, attached to that branch, grown from those roots.”
— 10 hours, 0 min ago