DHH

It is a terrible thing to learn as a child that one is a being separate from all the world, that no one and no thing hurts along with one’s burned tongues and skinned knees, that one’s aches and pains are all one’s own. Even more terrible, as we grow older, to learn that no person, no matter how beloved, can ever truly understand us. Our own selves make us most unhappy, and that’s why we’re so anxious to lose them, don’t you think? Remember the Erinyes? […] And how did they drive people mad? They turned up the volume of their inner monologue, magnified qualities already present to great excess, made people so much themselves that they couldn’t stand it.

Har äntligen plockat upp DHH = Den hemliga historienThe Secret History av Donna Tartt.

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