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| "In order to be in control, you have to have a definite plan for at least a reasonable period of time. So how, may I ask, can man be in control if he can't even draw up a plan for a ridiculously short period of time, say, a thousand years, and is, moreover, unable to ensure his own safety for even the next day?" |
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| A rebours. * “There's no doubt about it - gardeners are the only true artists these days.”* |
Joris Karl Huysmans (5 February 1848 – 12 May 1907)
* Alright, two more:
"Art and prayer are the only decent ejaculations of the soul."
"Only the chaste are truly obscene."
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| The Hive * Ideas? My head is full of them, one after the other, but they serve no purpose there. They must be put down on paper, one after the other. |
Camilo José Cela (11 May 1916 – 17 January 2002)
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| The Revolt of the Masses * "Better beware of notions like genius and inspiration; they are a sort of magic wand and should be used sparingly by anybody who wants to see things clearly." |
José Ortega y Gasset (9 May 1883 – 18 October 1955)
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| V., The Crying of Lot 49, Against the Day*, * "If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about the answers. |
Thomas Pynchon *8 May 1937
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| "I don't have many friends. It's not because I'm a misanthrope. It's because I'm reserved. I'm self-contained. I get all my adventures in my head when I'm writing my books." |
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| Literature is a vast forest and the masterpieces are the lakes, the towering trees or strange trees, the lovely eloquent flowers, the hidden caves, but a forest is also made up of ordinary trees, patches of grass, puddles, clinging vines, mushrooms and little wildflowers. |
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| Truthfully, without over-egging it, as I often do, the library and journalism, those things made me who I am. |
