28 August 2005

current readings

"The greatest defeat, in anything, is to forget, and above all to forget what it is that has smashed you, and to let yourself be smashed without ever realizing how thoroughly devilish men can be."

From Journey To The End Of The Night by Louis-Ferdinand CĂ©line.


And I had Indian food for dinner, so if anyone would like to kiss me while I taste like curry, now is the time. Heh.

2 Comments:

At 02 September, 2005 21:57, Blogger horace said...

Tnat's strange, I just put down Nord by the very same Dr. Louis-Ferdinand Destouches... Why are fascists better writers (on the whole)? Knut Hamusen, my pal Luis-Ferdinand, etc... Oh well, so it goes...
psst...
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At 02 September, 2005 22:00, Blogger horace said...

Oh, and, ""The whole business of your life overwhelms you when you live alone. One's stupefied by it. To get rid of it you try to daub some of it off on to people who come to see you, and they hate that. To be alone trains one for death."

 

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