Know what we did, Lucy? You and me? We spent our whole lives yearning. Isn't that the God damndest thing?
Richard YatesRead
She just happened to feel like it. Wasn’t that after all, the only reason there was? Had she ever had a less selfish, more complicated reason for doing anything in her life?
Interpretation
This quote suggests that actions are often driven by simple, self-directed feelings rather than complex motives.
Richard Yates reflects on the nature of human motivation, proposing that sometimes our actions are simply based on our immediate feelings or desires. The speaker questions the complexity of reasons behind our actions, implying that at times, the simplest motive—just feeling like doing something—may be the most honest and genuine. This perspective encourages a deeper contemplation of what drives us in life and whether our choices are rooted in more profound reasoning or mere impulses.
In practice
In a discussion about personal motivations behind decisions.
Know what we did, Lucy? You and me? We spent our whole lives yearning. Isn't that the God damndest thing?
She was calm and quiet now with knowing what she had always known, what neither her parents nor Aunt Claire nor Frank nor anyone else had ever had to teach her: that if you wanted something to do something absolutely honest, something true, it always turned out to be a thing that had to be done alone.
He found it so easy and so pleasant to cry that he didn’t try to stop for a while, until he realized he was forcing his sobs a little, exaggerating their depth with unnecessary shudders. … The whole point of crying is to quit before you coined it up. The whole point of grief itself was to cut it out while it was still honest, while it still meant something. Because the thing was so easily corrupted
Do you know what the definition of insane is? Yes. It’s the inability to relate to another human being. It’s the inability to love.
It's a disease. Nobody thinks or feels or cares any more; nobody gets excited or believes in anything except their own comfortable little God damn mediocrity.
He knew it was possible for shame to be nursed and doctored like an illness, if you wanted to keep it separate from the rest of your life, but that didn't mean there'd be any way to keep from knowing it was there.
An inflated consciousness is always egocentric and conscious of nothing but its own existence. It is incapable of learning from the past, incapable of understanding contemporary events, and incapable of drawing right conclusions about the future. It is hypnotized by itself and therefore cannot be argued with. It inevitably dooms itself to calamities that must strike it dead.
It's the same with menus and men and just about anything else: we think we're choosing things for ourselves, but in fact we may not be choosing anything. It could be that everthing's being decided in advance and we pretend we're making choices. Free will may be an illusion. I often think that.
So much universe, and so little time.
The more afraid we are of the shadow of racism, the more conscious we might become of our own unsuspected biases.
I had come to Yugoslavia to see what history meant in flesh and blood.
I am nothing but I must be everything.
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