“I wanted to wipe the grin off his face with a fist. I resisted the urge. Who says I have no self-control?”
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A variant reading of White's notes exists: Then later I said to Bobby — what's the line between histrionics and drama. I should have kept the blood on. but in White's own published memoir In Search of History: A Personal Adventure (1978) this is rendered "what's the line between history and drama?"
The "Camelot" interview (29 November 1963)
Context: History!... Everybody kept saying to me to put a cold towel around my head and wipe the blood off... later, I saw myself in the mirror; my whole face spattered with blood and hair... I wiped it off with Kleenex... History! … I thought, no one really wants me there. Then one second later I thought, why did I wash the blood off? I should have left it there, let them see what they've done... If I'd just had the blood and caked hair when they took the picture … Then later I said to Bobby — what's the line between history and drama? I should have kept the blood on.
NYWIFT Archive - Interview by Norma Davidoff - at 43 Min 29 Sec - Remembering Joan Micklin Silver, Director & NYWIFT Advisory Board Member https://www.nywift.org/remembering-joan-micklin-silver/ - Original Interview from 5 April 2006 - Published 15 January 2021 - Youtube Link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYFKZK7svpY - Archive https://web.archive.org/web/20210911143358/https://www.nywift.org/remembering-joan-micklin-silver/
as quoted in 'Locus Solus: The New York School of Poets' https://newyorkschoolpoets.wordpress.com/2015/04/20/elaine-de-kooning-frank-ohara-and-the-new-york-school/ - 2015
1972 - 1989
1840s, Past and Present (1843)
Context: "No man in this fashionable London of yours," friend Sauerteig would say, "speaks a plain word to me. Every man feels bound to be something more than plain; to be pungent withal, witty, ornamental. His poor fraction of sense has to be perked into some epigrammatic shape, that it may prick into me;—perhaps (this is the commonest) to be topsyturvied, left standing on its head, that I may remember it the better! Such grinning inanity is very sad to the soul of man. Human faces should not grin on one like masks; they should look on one like faces! I love honest laughter, as I do sunlight; but not dishonest: most kinds of dancing too; but the St.-Vitus kind not at all! A fashionable wit, ach Himmel, if you ask, Which, he or a Death's- head, will be the cheerier company for me? pray send not him!"
