What should I read?
Bombard me with suggestions now please thanks.
Oh I finished Love in the Time of Cholera while I was away camping
and it was better than the first 30 pages suggested (which I had to read three times before getting past them), and I would read it again, but I had a few issues with it.
Besides having to wade through the self-indulgence of excessively dense and unrelated descriptive passages every second page, ultimately I wouldn’t dispute that it’s well-written, but it was what was being well-written that I constantly had a problem with and found myself always coming up against; the way love and sex and relationships were depicted as inextricably interwined, and how one side of the events (that following Florentino Ariza) was based on the premises that 1. no differention between love and sex can or needs to be made and 2. conducting dozens of relationships in accordance with that perspective apparently doesn’t negate, tarnish or trivialise a life-long yearning for a single person met before all the others i.e. you can spend your life going around sleeping with people and saying all of it is ‘love’, yet still claim that you’re devoting your entire life and all of your actions to the pursuit of someone for which your love is apparently pure and unique and undying.
Also, to put it really simply, when I’d turned the last page all I was left with was the sense that some unrelated things had happened (which were always suffocatingly detailed no matter how redundant) and people had done things, but they weren’t uncannily or cleverly woven together in any way and didn’t testify to the relevance or existence of a predetermined fate or destiny at all, which I guess I was hoping would be the case so that the entire thing would be imbued with even just a morsel of coalescence and textual integrity, and so that there’d be an excuse for the otherwise naive and asphyxiatingly sentimental conceptions of love pedalled unrelentingly throughout.
But who knows - maybe it’s better in Spanish.
Why would I read Revolutionary Road and then also watch it.
Picked up Sense and Sensibility. Read one paragraph. Threw it across the room like it was an open jar of peanut butter and I was allergic to peanuts.
Nope, still not keen. I’ll try in another 5 years, then.
Wherever there’s a conductor, you’re sure to find a dead composer.
― Lemony Snicket, The Composer Is Dead
Just because something is typed-whether it is typed on a business card or typed in a newspaper or book-this does not mean that it is true.
― Lemony Snicket, The Wide Window
A library is like an island in the middle of a vast sea of ignorance, particularly if the library is very tall and the surrounding area has been flooded.
― Lemony Snicket
If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf.
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid
Stay mad, but behave like normal people. Run the risk of being different, but learn to do so without attracting attention.
― Paulo Coelho (via avgoustos)
The good times and the bad times both will pass. It will pass. It will get easier. But the fact that it will get easier does not mean that it doesn’t hurt now. And when people try to minimize your pain they are doing you a disservice. And when you try to minimize your own pain you’re doing yourself a disservice. Don’t do that. The truth is that it hurts because it’s real. It hurts because it mattered. And that’s an important thing to acknowledge to yourself. But that doesn’t mean that it won’t end, that it won’t get better. Because it will.
― John Green (via trua)
(Quelle: themadyhatter)
