Requiem for a Dream

by Hubert Selby Jr.

You love her and have a dependency and you dont know how to obtain your independence in a healthy manner by simply outgrowing the nest, so to speak, so you lash out and reject her before she can reject you. Its a classic case, really.

I think thats one of the problems with the world today, nobody knows who they are. Everyone is running around looking for an identity, or trying to borrow one, only they dont know it.

they insist that they know everything and that if you dont live their way then youre not living properly and they want to take your space away … they actually want to somehow get into your space and live in it and change it or destroy it

Their disease made it possible for them to believe whatever lies it was necessary for them to believe to continue to pursue and indulge their disease, even to the point of them believing they were not enslaved by it, but were actually free.

Waiting to live. Thinking of this as a rehearsal for living.