#maggienelson

…especially since good writing, not to mention good thinking, takes so much goddamn time?

Not a day goes by when I don’t feel grateful that my formative years were all lived without the internet.

It’s that instead of worrying over “too much of a good thing” in a world overfull with shitty things, we might instead ensure that there are too many good things, too.

“Memoirs so often beg the question, “Why would you want to tell me all this?”

Maybe part of the fatigue (and potential bulimia) of the internet comes from knowing that ‘everything’ is available to us at the touch of a finger. It’s all there to read instantaneously, or it can be on your doorstep in two days.

By filming yourself walking around your house and talking about literature and theory and your family, you’re giving us this remarkably generous self-portrait—of what you think about most, what you read, your own artistic journey, and perhaps most of all, your body and voice moving through space in the most banal but also intimate and compelling of ways.

When you have generosity toward others, self-love is possible, or is it vice versa?