“I realize that I only have words and that, from time to time, as I hold them in my arms I am less lonely.”
In this quote by Slavenka Drakulić, the author reflects on the power of words in alleviating their feelings of loneliness. Through the metaphor of holding words in their arms, Drakulić suggests that language can provide comfort and companionship in times of solitude. This highlights the emotional connection that words can create and the solace they can offer to those who find solace in them.
In today's fast-paced digital world, where social interactions are often reduced to emojis and abbreviations, the power of words to connect with others remains as relevant as ever. Slavenka Drakulić's reflection on finding solace in words highlights the profound impact that language can have on alleviating feelings of loneliness. In a time where face-to-face communication may be limited, expressing oneself through words can still provide a sense of connection and companionship. Whether through text messages, emails, or social media posts, the act of sharing words can foster a sense of community and understanding in an increasingly isolated world.
"I realize that I only have words and that, from time to time, as I hold them in my arms I am less lonely.” - Slavenka Drakulić"
“If I stand alone, It does not mean, I am any less a Human, If my arms do not hold another, It does not mean, They are incapable of holding, If my tongue is silent, And never speaks the words of Love, It does not mean, That it will be mute, When the time comes, That the words can sincerely be spoken. And just because the World, Has not yet introduced, The one that will share my Life, It certainly does not mean, That I am incapable, Of Loving.”
“The longer I live, the more I realize that I am never wrong about anything, and that all the pains I have so humbly taken to verify my notions have only wasted my time!”
“Woman" is not a derogative word. I am always a woman, but there are time when I choose to sit without holding my knees together.”
“Susan Griffin describes it as a time when "there is no intrinsic authority to my words." "I...clean off my desk. I make telephone calls. I know I am avoiding the typewriter. I know that in my mind, where there might be words, there is simply a blankness. I may try to write and then my words bore me." But when the time is right, the waiting will have been worth it. "Because each time I write, each time the authentic words break through, I am changed. The older order that I was collapses and dies. I lose control. I do not know exactly what words will appear on the page. I follow language. I follow the sound of the words, and I am surprised and transformed by what I record." Excerpt from "Thoughts on Writing: A Diary," in The Writer on her Work.”
“The word I think of is precarious. I am struck by how precarious it all is. How the things that hold us are only as strong as the faith we have in them.”