Picture of quotation from the Times of India editorial page.
Ruth in Amy Tan’s book The Bonesetter’s Daughter sort of sums up our human state right now. All of us perhaps feel this way—
‘Sometimes I feel like I’m a pair of eyes and ears, and I’m just trying to stay safe and make sense of what’s happening. I know what to avoid, what to worry about. I’m like those kids who live with gunfire going off around them. I don’t want pain. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to see other people around me die. But I don’t have anything left inside me to figure out where I fit in or what I want. If I want anything, it’s to know what’s possible to want.’
“Only the poet or the saint can water an asphalt pavement in the confident anticipation that lilies will reward his labour.”—W Somerset Maugham in The Moon and Sixpence.
As a writer, reading the following lines from The Moon and Sixpence gave me some solace:
“The moral I draw is that the writer should seek his reward in the pleasure of his work and in release from the burden of his thoughts; and, indifferent to aught else, care nothing for praise or censure, failure or success.”—W Somerset Maugham