The morning’s recollection of the emptiness of the day before. Its anticipation of the emptiness of the day to come.
Trying to imagine E. M. Forster, who found Ulysses indecorous, at a London performance of Lenny Bruce—to which in fact he was once taken. Trying to i… - David Markson
Trying to imagine E. M. Forster, who found Ulysses indecorous, at a London performance of Lenny Bruce—to which in fact he was once taken. Trying to i…
- David Markson
Can Protagonist think of a single film that interests him as much as the three-hundredth best book he ever read? - David Markson
Can Protagonist think of a single film that interests him as much as the three-hundredth best book he ever read?
I also believe I met William Gaddis once. He did not look Italian. - David Markson
I also believe I met William Gaddis once. He did not look Italian.
The morning’s recollection of the emptiness of the day before. Its anticipation of the emptiness of the day to come. - David Markson
Is T.S. Eliot the only poet one can think of who could have spent a year on his own in Paris at twenty-three—and managed to have no sexual encounter … - David Markson
Is T.S. Eliot the only poet one can think of who could have spent a year on his own in Paris at twenty-three—and managed to have no sexual encounter …
In fact one frequently seemed to gather all sorts of similar information about subjects one had less than profound interest in. - David Markson
In fact one frequently seemed to gather all sorts of similar information about subjects one had less than profound interest in.
Once, somebody asked Robert Schumann to explain the meaning of a certain piece of music he had just played on the piano. What Robert Schumann did wa… - David Markson
Once, somebody asked Robert Schumann to explain the meaning of a certain piece of music he had just played on the piano. What Robert Schumann did wa…
You can learn more by going to the opera than you ever can by reading Emerson. Like that there are two sexes. - David Markson
You can learn more by going to the opera than you ever can by reading Emerson. Like that there are two sexes.
Was it really some other person I was so anxious to discover...or was it only my own solitude that I could not abide? - David Markson
Was it really some other person I was so anxious to discover...or was it only my own solitude that I could not abide?
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