"We were sitting on the veranda. Oh, everything was there - the wicker chairs, the table with the tea tray on it, the scent of the flowers, the scent of India, the air of certainty, of perpetuity; but, as well, the odd sense of none of it happening at all because it had begun wrong and continued wrong, and so was already ended, and was wrong even in its ending, because its ending, for me, was unreal and remote, and yet total in its envelopment, as if it had already turned itself into a beginning. Such constant hope we suffer from!"
- Ms. Daphne Manners, from The Jewel in the Crown by Paul Scott
November 24, 2010
November 16, 2010
October 29, 2010
October 28, 2010
It's as if she said to herself:
Well, life is not just a business of standing on dry land
and occasionally getting your feet wet.
It is merely an illusion that some of us stand on one
bank and some on the opposite.
So long as we stand like that we are not living at
all, but dreaming.
So jump, jump in, and let the shock wake us up.
Even if we drown, at least for a moment or two
before we die we shall be awake and alive.
Well, life is not just a business of standing on dry land
and occasionally getting your feet wet.
It is merely an illusion that some of us stand on one
bank and some on the opposite.
So long as we stand like that we are not living at
all, but dreaming.
So jump, jump in, and let the shock wake us up.
Even if we drown, at least for a moment or two
before we die we shall be awake and alive.
from The Jewel in the Crown by Paul Scott
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