Crude thoughts and fierce forces are my state. I do not know who I am. Nor what I was. I cannot hear a sound. Pain is near that will be like no pain felt before.
Norman MailerRead
I no longer gave a sick dog's drop for the wisdom, the reliability and the authority of the public's literary mind, those creeps and old ladies of vested reviewing.
Interpretation
The quote expresses skepticism towards public opinion and literary criticism.
Norman Mailer conveys a strong disdain for the authority and judgment of literary critics and the general public's taste in literature. He views them as uninformed and untrustworthy, suggesting that he values personal insight and artistry over popular or established opinions.
In practice
In a discussion about the value of artistic expression versus popular opinion, this quote could be used to emphasize the importance of individual judgment.
Crude thoughts and fierce forces are my state. I do not know who I am. Nor what I was. I cannot hear a sound. Pain is near that will be like no pain felt before.
There's nothing glorious about being a professional. . . . Professionalism probably comes down to being able to work on a bad day.
The natural role of twentieth-century man is anxiety.
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At bottom, I mean profoundly at bottom, the FBI has nothing to do with Communism, it has nothing to do with catching criminals, it has nothing to do with the Mafia, the syndicate, it has nothing to do with trust-busting, it has nothing to do with interstate commerce, it has nothing to do with anything but serving as a church for the mediocre. A high church for the true mediocre.
Alimony is the curse of the writing class.
Things of which there is sight, hearing, apprehension, these I prefer.
Every month, it is woman's fate to face the abyss of time and being, the abyss which is herself.
No reference is truly direct β every reference depends on some kind of coding scheme. It's just a question of how implicit it is.
Though the object of being a Great Power is to be able to fight a Great War, the only way of remaining a Great Power is not to fight one.
I had forgotten: this is what it feels like to live in time. The lurching forward, the sensation of falling of a cliff into darkness, and then landing abruptly, surprised, confused, and then starting the whole process again in the next moment, doing that over and over again, falling into each instant of time and then climbing back up only to repeat the process.
For contemplation he and valour formed; / For softness she and sweet attractive grace, / He for God only, she for God in him: / His fair large front and eye sublime declared / Absolute rule.
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