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Books 41-50 of the year 📖
Firmin: Adventures of a Metropolitan Lowlife by Sam Savage - have you read this xenofiction?
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Firmin is a rat born in a book (a shredded copy of Finneggans Wake), who finds the books he consumes also consume his soul. He becomes a vagabond and philosopher, struggling with mortality and meaning.
In the basement of a Boston bookstore, Firmin is born in a shredded copy Finnegans Wake, nurtured on a diet of Zane Grey, Lady Chatterley’s Lover, and Jane Eyre (which tastes a lot like lettuce). While his twelve siblings gnaw these books obliviously, for Firmin the words, thoughts, deeds, and hopes—all the literature he consumes—soon consume him. Emboldened by reading, intoxicated by curiosity, foraging for food, Firmin ventures out of his bookstore sanctuary, carrying with him all the yearnings and failings of humanity itself. It’s a lot to ask of a rat—especially when his home is on the verge of annihilation.
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I always think everything is going to last forever, but nothing ever does. In fact nothing exists longer than an instant except the thing that we hold in memory.
~Sam Savage
Okuyalım bakalım..
Rumor has it
Alex Morgan : Hey Christen, there's a rumor going around you're gonna ask Tobin to the dance.
Christen : Who's spreading that ?
Alex : ... Tobin.
Quanto a Dio, io non sono semplicemente un agnostico, sono un seguace dell’indifferentismo.
Sam Savage - Il lamento del bradipo
I really do think that art can save you in some sense. It’s the last meaning, unless you’re religious—and I’m not religious. It’s the only secular vehicle for transcendence we have. It’s an immediate self-validating experience. It lifts you beyond your mortal clay.
Sam Savage (1940–2019), in “Living Room: A Profile of Sam Savage” in the Sept/Oct 2011 issue of Poets & Writers Magazine; read the rest at pw.org!
"El lamento del perezoso", de Sam Savage