Monday, November 17, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
So witless...
So witless did these ideas strike me as being, so sweeping and pompous the way they were expressed, that I associated them immediately with literature. Why, I asked him, didn't he write these ideas down? Predictably, he replied that he already had; they, and others no less novel, figured large in the Augural Conto, Prologurial Canto, or simply Prologue-Canto, of a poem on which he had been working, with no deafening hurly-burly and sans reclame, for many years, leaning always on those twins staffs Work and Solitude.
- Borges, "The Aleph"
- Borges, "The Aleph"
Monday, April 14, 2008
Leopards break into the temple...
Leopards break into the temple and drink the sacrificial chalices dry; this occurs repeatedly, again and again: finally it can be reckoned upon beforehand and becomes a part of the ceremony.
- Kafka
- Kafka
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