"He looked up at the sky, which was sullen, streaked and livid, and reflected that it was the sort of sky that the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse wouldn't feel like a bunch of complete idiots riding out of."
- Douglas Adams, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Bwahahaha!
Yes, I must say that most of Douglas Adam's Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is peppered with examples of perfect humorous prose.
Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all. ~Emily Dickinson
I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders. ~Jewish Proverb
This is one of the most thrilling posts and of course I have lots to learn from here. I have nothing right now to quote. I never commit anything to memory. I read a passage or a line of poetry and I forget in an instant. Yet subconsciously something goes deeper and deeper within me.
Of course I was so startled to read Ulysses despite the fact most of what I have read there were incomprehensible to me. I will be re-visioning them in a month or two and whenever I come upon anything appealing or eloquent I will be quoting them. Then I will share with you
“Those who seek to satisfy the mind of man by hampering it with ceremonies and music and affecting charity and devotion have lost their original nature””
“If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.
I love the Molly Bloom monologue at the end of Ulysses, especially the last bit.
- and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down Jo me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
This thread just goes to prove that I really should read Ulysses...
Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all. ~Emily Dickinson
I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders. ~Jewish Proverb
Hmm, I don't recall that scene. I'd consider Voyage/Journey to be my all-time favorite book, but I don't recall much from it in terms of actual plot. I really need to reread it.Originally Posted by WuWei
Also, I agree with Katy North, this thread is really making me want to read Ulysses. I'm still not sure if I want to read it or go all out and read Finnegan first.
##Into the Interior: a vast subdivision, antennae of television to the meaningless sky. In lifeproof houses they hover over the young, sop up a little of what they shut out. Only the young bring anything in, and they are not young very long. (Through the bars of East St. Louis lies the dead frontier, riverboat days.) Illinois and Missouri, miasma of mound-building peoples, groveling worship of the Food Source, cruel and ugly festivals, dead-end horror of the Centipede Source, cruel and ugly festivals, dead-end horror of the Centipede God reaches from the Moundville to the lunar deserts of coastal Peru.
America is not a young land: it is old and dirty and evil before the settlers, before the Indians. The evil is there waiting.##
William Burroughs, Naked Lunch
Can someone please quote something by Dostoevsky, just to resuscitate my failing faith in the guy's style?
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