November 2010
14 posts
Re: Dahl
“There are always mystical countries that are a part of one’s childhood. Those we remember and visit sometimes when we are asleep and dreaming. They are as lovely at night as they were when we were children. If you ever go back to see them they are not there. But they are as fine in the night as they ever were if you have the luck to dream of them.” True at First Light,...
Nov 20th
“She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with...”
– Matilda by Roald Dahl. One of my favorite books as a kid.  (via longwayfromh0me)
Nov 18th
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Nov 18th
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Nov 15th
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You Can't Remember
“You can write them again.” “No,” David told her. “When it’s right you can’t remember. Every time you read it again it comes as a great and unbelievable surprise. You can’t believe you did it. When it’s once right you never can do it again. You only do it once for each thing. And you’re only allowed so many in your life.” -The...
Nov 14th
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Nov 14th
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“Ernest wanted power; Marcelline didn’t want to give up power. They were both...”
– There is an interview with Hemingway’s nephew, John Sanford, up at The Hemingway Project.
Nov 14th
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“…Being against evil doesn’t make you good. Tonight I was against it...”
– Islands in the Stream
Nov 12th
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A Reason to Read: A Moveable Feast
“Is Ezra a gentleman?” I asked. “Of course not,” Ford said. “He’s an American.” - More at Lux Lotus, via Eric Shonkwiler via Maud Newton.
Nov 6th
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Nov 4th
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so I would not think about her, only about her a...
My knee was stiff, but it had been very satisfactory. Valentini had done a fine job. I had done half the retreat on foot and swum part of the Tagliamento with his knee. It was his knee all right. The other knee was mine. Doctors did things to you and then it was not your body any more. The head was mine, and the inside of the belly. It was very hungry in there. I could feel it turn over on...
Nov 4th
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“Be careful, he said to himself, it is all very well for you to write simply and...”
– The Garden of Eden
Nov 4th
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Nov 2nd
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“Miss Van Campen,” I said, “did you ever know a...
One day while I was in bed with jaundice Miss Van Campen came in the room,opened the door into the armoire and saw the empty bottles there. I had sent a load of them down by the porter and I believe she must have seen them going out and come up to find some more. They were mostly vermouth bottles, marsala bottles, capri bottles,empty chianti flasks and a few cognac bottles. The porter had carried...
Nov 1st
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