This summer, an idealistic young New Yorker spent several weeks working with poor children in India. Just before she left, a little girl ran up and pinched her so hard she drew blood. When a translator asked why she’d hurt someone who’d been kind to her, the girl explained, “This way she won’t forget me after she leaves.” That startling child already knew the inscriptive power of pain.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
"The inscriptive power of pain"
From a NY Times book review of Ivana Lowell's memoir Why Not Say What Happened?