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“Myth makes Echo the subject of longing and desire. Physics makes Echo the subject of distance and design. Where emotion and reason are concerned both claims are accurate. And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence.”
— Mark Z. Danielewski, “House of Leaves” (via lifeinpoetry)
“He had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it.”
— Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via wordsnquotes)
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That one time xkcd spoofed House of Leaves
“Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen In Carcosa. Strange is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies, But stranger still is Lost Carcosa. Songs that the Hyades shall sing, Where flap the tatters of the King, Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa. Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa.”
— —"Cassilda’s Song" in The King in Yellow Act 1, Scene 2
“The End of the Twentieth Century When this century collapses, dead at last, And its sleep within the dark tomb has begun, Come, look down upon us, world, file past And be ashamed of what our age has done. Inscribe our stone, that everyone may see What this dead era valued most and best: Science, progress, work, technology And death - but death we prized above the rest…”
— Karel Čapek (via flicmybic)
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Ill never forget that my first read through of house of leaves, when i got to the part where navidson is tearing pages out of the book to light them on fire to continue reading the book, my book literally ripped in half down the spine and i was convinced danielewski did it on purpose
People: posting deep and meaningful quotes from house of leaves
Me: you’ve got a TV dinner for a heart and should put yourself in a microwave for like an hour and
“The panther paces. Waiting reminds him that clarity is painful but his pain is unreadable, obscure, chiaroscuro to their human senses. In time they will misread his gait, his moon mad eyes, the almost gentle way his tail caresses the bars. In time they will mistake him for something else – without history, without the shadow of being, a creature without the penance of living. They will read only his name. They will be unable to perceive what strangeness lies beneath his patience. Patience is the darkest side of power. He is dark. He is black. He is exquisitely powerful. He had made pain his lover and hidden her completely. Now he will never forget. She will give birth to memories they believe he had been broken of. He smells the new rain, taste its change. His claw skates along the cold floor. Love curled up and died on such a floor. He blinks. Clarity improves. He hears other creatures scream and fade. But silence is his. He knows. In time the gates will open. In time his heart will open. The shadows will bleed and the locks will break.”
— The Panther (Mark Z Danielewski)
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