November 29, 1959There is nothing more disappointing, more fragile, and more false than a brilliant mind. Prefer the bores: they respect banality; what is eternal in things or in ideas. I do not understand X: he is boring without being banal. It’s boredom that gets free from the search for originality, from the pursuit of …
Monthly Archives: November 1959
1959-11-18
Nov. 18, 1959Afternoon sleep. On waking, for a second I had felt what seemed like death. It was like the brilliant illumination of a cadaver. If every day I had the courage to yell for a quarter of an hour, I would enjoy perfect equilibrium. All my “writings” are only, in the end, exercises in …