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Big Breasts & Wide Hips

A couple of passages from my first reading of the 2012 Nobel laureate in Literature, Mo Yan: Tears slither down the glass of the display; but this time they’re mine, not hers. How many nights in a person’s life does he find himself with no home to return to? This time last year I was [...]

Graham Greene on (another kind of) love

It’s a strange thing to discover and to believe that you are loved, when you know that there is nothing in you for anybody but a parent or a God to love. -Graham Greene, The End of the Affair, pg. 70

Proust on love

Infatuation Considering his disease with as much discernment as if he had inoculated himself with it in order to study it, he told himself that when he had recovered his health what Odette might be doing would leave him indifferent. But, from within his morbid state, in truth he feared death itself no more than [...]

10/14/11 / This is Nobel

Vaccuming There’s something…sweetly gratifying about seeing the dust and dirt collected in the see-through chamber of the vacuum cleaner after giving it a run on the floor, or even more, using the nozzle tool to clean nooks and crannies. Nobel-worthy quotation We came up the walk, between the slow, thought-brewing, beat-up old heads, liver-spotted, of [...]

3/25/10 / Chorus

Kundera on poets and poetry in Life is Elsewhere Poetry is a domain in which all assertions become true. Yesterday the poet said: “Life is as useless as tears,” today he says: “Life is as joyous as laughter,” and he is right both times. Today he says” “Everything ends and gives way to silence,” and [...]

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