'When Natalie now thought of adult life (she hardly ever thought of it) she envisioned a long corridor, off which came many rooms - each with a friend in it - a communal kitchen, a single gigantic bed in which all would sleep and screw, a world governed by the principles of friendship. The above is a metaphorical figure - but it is also a basically accurate representation of Natalie's thinking at that time. For how can you oppress a friend? How can you cheat on a friend? How can you ask a friend to suffer while you thrive? In this simple way - without marches and slogans, without politics, without any of the mess you get ripping paving stones out of the ground - the revolution had arrived.'
Zadie Smith, NW. (London: Hamish Hamilton, 2012), 186.
Sunday, June 09, 2013
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'When Natalie now thought of adult life (she hardly ever thought of it) she envisioned a long corridor, off which came many rooms - each with a friend in it - a communal kitchen, a single gigantic bed in which all would sleep and screw, a world governed by the principles of friendship. The above is a metaphorical figure - but it is also a basically accurate representation of Natalie's thinking at that time. For how can you oppress a friend? How can you cheat on a friend? How can you ask a friend to suffer while you thrive? In this simple way - without marches and slogans, without politics, without any of the mess you get ripping paving stones out of the ground - the revolution had arrived.'
Zadie Smith, NW. (London: Hamish Hamilton, 2012), 186.
