Zach Kirshner
Her existence, like her beauty and real worth, was intrinsically aesthetic, not physical or emotional. Veronica would be most comfortable, I remain convinced, as a human exhibit, motionless in the cool bright corner of a public hall, surrounded by a square of red velvet no-touch ropes, hearing only whispered voices and heels on tile.
from The Broom of the System: A Novel by David Foster Wallace
how do pursuit of beauty translate to being an object of beauty rather than the one perceiving?
- I keep telling myself that beauty, the pursuit of beauty, is its own narrative. Sometimes all I know is what I’m compelled by, what I can’t stop looking at, and nothing else. For a perpetual seeker, that’s the only next step that matters. I keep trying to move towards what I like, away from what I don’t like. Forward, forward, no looking down.
from december by Ava