Background Image

...

Secrets Are My Currency: I Deal In Them For A Living. The Secrets Of Desire, Of What People Really Want, And Of What They Fear The Most. The Secrets Of Why Love Is Difficult, Sex Complicated, Living Painful And Death So Close And Yet Placed Far Away. Why Are Pleasure And Punishment Closely Related? How Do Our Bodies Speak? Why Do We Make Ourselves Ill? Why Do You Want To Fail? Why Is Pleasure Hard To Bear?

-Hanif Kureishi

...

Please Wait....
Translating....

Secrets Are My Currency:

Hanif Kureishi

...

Secrets Are My Currency: I Deal In Them For A Living. The Secrets Of Desire, Of What People Really Want, And Of What They Fear The Most. The Secrets Of Why Love Is Difficult, Sex Complicated, Living Painful And Death So Close And Yet Placed Far Away. Why Are Pleasure And Punishment Closely Related? How Do Our Bodies Speak? Why Do We Make Ourselves Ill? Why Do You Want To Fail? Why Is Pleasure Hard To Bear?

Views: 42253

Topic

More From Hanif Kureishi

If You Never Left Anything Or Anyone There Would Be No Room For The New. Naturally, To Move On Is An Infidelity -- To Others, To The Past, To Old Notions Of Oneself. Perhaps Every Day Should Contain At Least One Essential Infidelity Or Necessary Betrayal. It Would Be An Optimistic, Hopeful Act, Guaranteeing Belief In The Future -- A Declaration That Things Can Be Not Only Different But Better.

If You Get Depressed, You Can Be Stuck For Months; If You Have An Analyst, You At Least Have A Chance Of Getting Out Of It Faster.

My Father Was A Civil Servant, So Having A Regular Job, Being Respectable Is A Big Deal For Me. Respectable In The Sense That I Support My Family. That's What I Mean By Respectability.

Falling In Love Was Simple; One Had Only To Yield. Digesting Another Person, However, And Sustaining Love, Was Bloody Work, And Not A Soft Job.

Falling In Love

Security And Safety Were The Reward Of Dullness.

Watching Jamila Sometimes Made Me Think The World Was Divided Into Three Sorts Of People: Those Who Knew What They Wanted To Do; Those (the Unhappiest) Who Never Knew What Their Purpose In Life Was; And Those Who Found Out Later On. I Was In The Last Category, I Reckoned, Which Didn't Stop Me Wishing I'd Been Born Into The First.

All The Same, My Depression And Self-hatred, My Desire To Mutilate Myself With Broken Bottles, My Numbness And Crying Fits, My Inability To Get Out Of Bed For Days And Days, The Feeling Of The World Moving In To Crush Me, Went On And On. But I Knew I Wouldn't Go Mad, Even If That Release, That Letting-go, Was A Freedom I Desired. I Was Waiting For Myself To Heal.

It Seemed To Me That The Real Philosophical Breakthroughs Of The 20th Century Were In Terms Of The Understanding Of Language. What Is Language? Where Does It Come From, How Does It Work, What Does It Do?

No Amount Of Promises Can Guarantee Love

Children, Who Have Yet To Learn Our Ways, Are Notoriously Promiscuous In Their Affection. They’ll Sit On Anyone’s Knee.

How Disturbing It Is That Our Illusions Are Often Our Most Important Beliefs.

Almost Certainly I Will Not Tell Her My Intentions This Evening Or Tonight. I Will Put It Off. Why? Because Words Are Actions And They Make Things Happen. Once They Are Out You Cannot Put Them Back.

...i Love 'yes.' It's Practically The Most Interesting Word Of All, Don't You Think?" Like A Hinge Opening A Door Outward. Yes, Yes, Yes.

Fundamentalism Is Dictatorship Of The Mind

You Can't Spend Your Life Beating Yourself Up For Something That Happened Yesterday. You Die If You Don't Follow Your Desire.

Beating Yourself Up

And Silence, Like Darkness, Can Be Kind; It, Too, Is A Language.

Nothing Can Be Repaired Or Advanced But Only Accepted

My Guess Is That She Is Uncomfortable In Such An Intransigent World But Is Unable To Live Accordingly To Her Own Desire.

Love Cannot Be Measured By Its Duration.

Without Love, Most Of Life Remains Concealed. Nothing Is As Fascinating As Love, Unfortunately.

At The Same Time, You Have To Find The Right Distance Between People. Too Close, And They Overwhelm You, Too Far And They Abandon You. How To Hold Them In The Right Relation?

These Days Everyone Was Insisting On Their Identity, Coming Out As A Man, Woman, Gay, Black, Jew - Brandishing Whichever Features They Could Claim, As If Without A Tag They Wouldn’t Be Human.

I Don't Want To Be Loved. I Want To Be Desired. Love Is Safety, But Desire Is Foul.

You Don't Stop Loving Someone Just Because You Hate Them.

Being In Love Means Being At The Mercy Of Someone's Childhood.

Secrets Are My Currency: I Deal In Them For A Living. The Secrets Of Desire, Of What People Really Want, And Of What They Fear The Most. The Secrets Of Why Love Is Difficult, Sex Complicated, Living Painful And Death So Close And Yet Placed Far Away. Why Are Pleasure And Punishment Closely Related? How Do Our Bodies Speak? Why Do We Make Ourselves Ill? Why Do You Want To Fail? Why Is Pleasure Hard To Bear?

For Mum, Life Was Fundamentally Hell. You Went Blind, You Got Raped, People Forgot Your Birthday, Nixon Got Elected, Your Husband Fled With A Blonde From Beckenham, And Then You Got Old, You Couldn't Walk And You Died.

If You Want Something Badly Enough, You Make Arrangements. If You Don't Want It Badly Enough, You Make Excuses.

Please Remove Your Watch,' He Said. 'in My Domain Time Isn't A Factor.

Dear God, Teach Me To Be Careless.

I Can't Sleep With You Tonight, Baby, My Head's All Messed Up, You've No Idea. It's Somewhere Else And It's Full Of Voices And Songs And Bad Things.

Harvey [weinstein] Didn't Want To Release [my Son The Fanatic]; He Held It For Two Years Because He Wanted A Happy Ending, Although I Don't Know What That Means. Does That Mean The Taxi Driver Leaves His Wife Or Doesn't Leave His Wife? I Think It Has A Happy Ending.

I Began To Enjoy My Own Generosity; I Felt The Pleasure Of Pleasing Others, Especially As This Was Accompanied By Money-power. I Was Paying For Them; They Were Grateful, They Had To Be; And They Could No Longer See Me As A Failure.

Pleasing Others

One Would Hope, As Well That Intimacy Would Leave More Of A Mark, That More Of It Would Remain. But It Doesn’t. You Just End Up Thinking, Who Is This Person?

England Has Become A Squalid, Uncomfortable, Ugly Place ... An Intolerant, Racist, Homophobic, Narrow-minded, Authoritarian, Rat-hole Run By Vicious, Suburban-minded, Materialistic Philistines.

I've Never Had Any Desire To Be Good. I Don't Like Goodness Particularly.

Like You, She Will Have Been With Other People, But I've Got A Feeling There's Something Between You.

The Vocation Of Each Writer Is To Describe The World As He Or She Sees It; Anything More Than That Is Advertising.

Anna Karenina Is Just A Story About A Woman Falling In Love With A Bloke Who Is Not Her Husband. Its Gossip, Rubbish - On The Other Hand, Its The Deepest Story There Could Be About Social Transgression, About Love, Betrayal, Duty, Children.

Falling In Love

The Cruellest Thing You Can Do To Kerouac Is Reread Him At Thirty-eight.

If Jealousy Was The Vindaloo Of Love, I'd Imagined Her Tongue Burning, And Such A Fire Forcing Her To Spill Her Truth.

But In Love Each Moment Is Magnified, And Every Gesture, Word And Syllable Is Examined Like A Speech By The President.

My Pleasures Disappeared With My Vices.

I Am Determined To Live Without Illusions. I Want To Look At Reality Straight. Without Hiding.

I'm Interested In Philosophical Psychology, People Like Nietzsche, Freud, Alcan, Foucault, Derrida.

Our Lives Can Only Be Lived Forward And Understood Backwards. Living A Life And Understanding It Occupy Different Dimensions.

I Guess Writing Is A Kind Of Therapy In The Sense That There Are Things You Need To Say And You Say Them, And Better Out Than In.

Soon We Will Be Strangers. No, We Can Never Be That. Hurting Someone Is An Act Of Reluctant Intimacy. We Will Be Dangerous Acquaintances With A History.

But You're Beautiful, And The Beautiful Should Be Given Whatever They Want." "hey, What About The Ugly Ones?" "the Ugly Ones." She Poked Her Tongue Out. "it's Their Fault If Their Ugly. They're To Be Blamed, Not Pitied.

What A Quality Of Innocence People Have When They Don't Expect To Be Harmed.

I'm Always Writing. I'm An Obsessive. It's Not Because I'm A Disciplined Person. It's Because I'm Crazy About It.

Why Do People Who Are Good At Families Have To Be Smug And Assume It Is The Only Way To Live. … Why Can’t They Be Blamed For Being Bad At Promiscuity?

At The Deepest Level People Are Madder Than They Want To Believe. You Will Find That They Fear Being Eaten, And Are Alarmed By Their Desire To Devour Others.

Trending Author

Chris Moneymaker

Courtney Thorne Smith

Christopher Hitchens

Scott McClellan

Category