Of the widow's countless death-duties there is really just one that matters: on the first anniversary of her husband's death the widow should think I kept myself alive.
Joyce Carol OatesRead
What does it mean to be born? After we die, will it be the same thing as it was before we were born? Or a different kind of nothingness? Because there might be knowledge then. Memory.
Interpretation
This quote explores the concepts of existence, memory, and the nature of life and death.
Joyce Carol Oates poses profound questions about the meaning of birth and death, suggesting that our understanding of existence is tied to memory and knowledge. She invites us to consider whether death is akin to the state of non-existence before birth or if it offers a different form of consciousness, raising deep philosophical inquiries about our perceptions of life, death, and what lies beyond.
In practice
In a philosophical discussion about the meaning of life and death, one could quote this to illustrate the complexity of existence.
Of the widow's countless death-duties there is really just one that matters: on the first anniversary of her husband's death the widow should think I kept myself alive.
I never really knew I wanted to 'be' a writer, but I was always writing from a very young age. It became more conscious as an ideal when I was in my twenties.
I'm drawn to write about upstate New York in the way in which a dreamer might have recurring dreams. My childhood and girlhood were spent in upstate New York, in the country north of Buffalo and West of Rochester. So this part of New York state is very familiar to me and, with its economic difficulties, has become emblematic of much of American life.
My writing is often a way of 'bearing witness' for others who lack the education and the opportunity to tell their own stories, so I hope that my writing won't be affected too much by my personal life.
The worst cynicism: a belief in luck.
. . . there is a wish in the heart of mankind to be distracted and confused. Truth is but one attraction, and not always the most powerful.
The exit is usually where the entrance was.
We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.
Where is that man who has forgotten words that I may have a word with him?
The washing-up was so dismally real that Bilbo was forced to believe the party of the night before had not been part of his bad dreams, as he had rather hoped.
We have to build the Republic of Heaven where we are, because for us there is no elsewhere.
The Art of War is self-explanatory
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