No.24
Look at Blanchot "the Writing of the Disaster". He’s not even mourning anymore. He’s describing the ash that remains after mourning is over. Literature that no longer seeks to say anything, just to bear witness to the remains.
No.54
You put into words a feeling I've had for a while now. Was reading Tolstoy recently and a sense of deep loneliness pervaded the experience. The central ideas of faith and God just made me feel bitter, like I was looking in through a shop window at something I'll never be able to afford. Haven't yet found anything that fills the hole, I'm afraid. Maybe one day society will see the "metaphysical architecture," as you put it, of today's books in a similar way to how we see the metaphysical ruins of Homer. The mindset and worldview and mental struggles of Raskolnikov will seem as foreign as the values and ethos of Achilles.
No.55
The Death of Tragedy by George Steiner argues that some belief in a higher power, not necessarily religious in nature, is essential for tragedy as well as Epic novels/poetry.
No.195
I used to feel this way, but now I have a direct connection with God and see that I was just stuck in my own head.