“But, in fact, never, even in the most insignificant relations in life, does a request for enlightenment come from a correspondent who knows that an obscure, untruthful, incriminating sentence has been introduced on purpose, so that he shall protest against it; he is only too happy to feel thereby that he possesses — and to keep in his own hands — the initiative in the matter.”—Proust
“I don’t think Woody Allen even remembers me. I went to see Manhattan and I felt like I wasn’t even in it. I was pleased with the film because I looked pretty in it and I thought it was entertaining. But I only worked on the film for three days and I didn’t get to know Woody. Who gets to know Woody? He’s very much a womanizer; very self-involved. On a certain level, the film offends me because it’s all about these people whose sole concern is discussing their emotional states or their neuroses. It’s sad because Woody has the potential to be America’s Chekhov. But instead, he’s still caught up in the jet-set crowd type of life, trivializing his talent.”—Meryl Streep
“Airplanes passed by slowly in the sky. Rubber toys floated on the water. Meals seemed to last five years and nap time seemed endless. And the world was so small. I can’t remember being able to see more than a couple of blocks. And those couple of blocks were huge. So all the details were blown out of proportion.”—David Lynch, on childhood
Have saw your post on in search of lost time by marcel Proust. I've decided to have a go at it as far as reading. How long does it take to read it through? Also I saw the post on McSweeny's is this a good publisher to take a look as far as reading? Thank you
I did it once in a semester and it took over my life. I’m trying to do it this time across the full calendar year. Here’s the syllabus.
As for McSween, it is a great publisher for a very particular aesthetic.
I need to read Swan's way for next semester, which starts next monday and yeah... I love love this book, love what it's saying but I've never read anything at such a slow pace, nothing I've liked anyways. Oh well, that's all I wanted to say. Also Docteur Cottard is quite a remarkable idiot.
When I read it the first time, I was reading at 10-12 pages an hour for the first volume, and picked up to about 20 pages an hour by midway in the second, a rate that stayed pretty constant thereafter.
The last volume I read at like 35 pages an hour because, what a fucking mess. I look forward to being more careful with the latter volumes this time.