Wednesday, April 27, 2022
Tuesday, April 19, 2022
The piano wire was humming, and ever so faintly he was trembling, thinking what a thing it was to dread one's own self -- and to see the self as enemy or other, not as companion, guide, sanctuary. (p. 31)
letter from his father: No doubt you think your work is an obligation, if one patently self-proclaimed. But if you truly had such a vocation, I am convinced, the world already would have found you. This has not been the case, as is evinced by your own telling lack of convictions; or perhaps by a fear that, beneath it all, you may only be ordinary. (You are not, and will never be, ordinary.) (62)
fully nine-tenths of the world's business was pointless lunacy in the cause of general employment (83)
What is mind? - sniff - no matter. What is matter? - sniff - never mind. (84)
More than life separates the dead from the living, and more than logic separates this world from the next: with logic, there is illogic, too. (121)
... as his mind, like a dog sled, pulled him along, still thinking... (148)
This is not how things are, and yet we can say how things are not. (148)
Monday, March 21, 2022
The prose in this extraordinary dense novel is difficult to pluck from: it is one long glorious knotty vivid piece.
No longer than it took the Catherine wheel to spin itself to nothing and leave the summer sky to the stars did it take her to see that he could not, could never see her. 
... these vivacious creatures, brimming with gossip and personal style, loving to quote from Dr. Johnson's dictionary, perpetually happy because their work was finished and all the demands upon them had been withdrawn and they were married to their houses and their habits and their infirmities...
.... she was cast into a shadow by their conflagration, for they were so very young! And their hearts were very simple, and their minds were so clear and shallow, their ambitions so modest and direct that she was certain they would never come to grief. Theirs, in the end, was the supreme talent: they had the talent for happiness and it radiated from them even in their perpetration of these addled, adolescent idiocies; it was their one depth and it amazed her for they had had neither the help of heredity or environment to bring about its cultivation. [263-264]
Waugh seamless goes from satire to comedy to tragedy, almost in the same sentence sometimes.
Ending more tragic, black humor.
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Monday, February 28, 2022
Buy the books on Amazon, and watch videos of some readings. Please.
My son and I saw THE HIDDEN FORTRESS at AFI Silver yesterday afternoon, what a masterpiece! The 21-year old Misa Uehara as the Princess was ...
Reminder to never get book recommendations from TikTok.
SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO LIE: The Life and Times of Louise Fitzhugh, Renegade Author of Harriet the Spy By Leslie BrodyInteresting if thin biography of Fitzhugh. There was an earlier one from 1991 by Virginia Wolf that is apparently more scholarly. This one...