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“Things are always what they seem to be, Reuven? Since when?”
I couldn’t imagine what it was like to know that no matter whether my eyes were opened or closed it made no difference, everything was still dark.
It was as senseless, as – I held my breath, feeling myself shiver with fear – as Billy’s blindness was senseless. That was it. It was as senseless, as empty of meaning, as Billy’s blindness. I lay there and thought of Roosevelt being dead and Billy being blind, and finally I turned over and lay with my face on the pillow and felt myself crying. I cried a long time.
We had begun to communicate with our eyes, with nods of our heads, with gestures of our hands.