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Serious book hangover going on, too early for hair of the dog unlike the Mysteries of Pittsburgh
to be human seems like a poor, sorry, miserable affair, limited by the senses, restricted by moralities and codes defined by platitudes and isms.
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
I have found God, but he is insufficient.
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
GO RIMBAUD, GO RIMBAUD, GO RIMBAUD AND GO JOHNNY GO
I will try and speak for my reader. That is my promise. And it will be a voice made of ink and rage.
One should always be drunk. That’s all that matters… But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose. But get drunk.
Charles Baudelaire (via quotes-for-reference)
I acquired expensive habits and affected manners. I got a third-class degree and a first-class illusion: that I was a poet.
The Magus
Surely in isolation one becomes a god
Spring and All
It really bothers me when amazon email and ask me what I thought of a book before I have finished it.
BOOK HANGOVER
I am stuck in the ruins of Macondo
Wave after wave, each mightier than the last, Till last, a ninth one, gathering half the deep And full of voices, slowly rose and plunged Roaring, and all the wave was in flame
‘The Coming of Arthur’, Idylls of The King, Alfred Lord Tennyson
The clouds were gathering over the high sea, an eternity of warm tears
Illuminations, Rimbaud
Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea
Arthur Rimbaud (via journalofanobody)
You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler. Relax. Concentrate. Dispel every other thought. Let the world around you fade.
If On a Winter’s Night a Traveller, Italo Calvino
Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine
‘Gloria’, Patti Smith
There is a constant barrier between the reader and his consciousness of immediate contact with the world. If there is an ocean it is here.
Spring and All, William Carlos Williams
When writing a novel a writer should create living people; people not characters. A character is a caricature.
Ernest Hemingway (via writingbox)