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?
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 …
The morning’s recollection of the emptiness of the day before. Its anticipation of the emptiness of the day to come. - 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… - 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…
Doubtless these are inconsequential perplexities. Still, inconsequential perplexities have now and again been known to become the fundamental mood of… - David Markson
Doubtless these are inconsequential perplexities. Still, inconsequential perplexities have now and again been known to become the fundamental mood of…
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, Turner had himself lashed to the mast of a ship for several hours, during a furious storm, so that he could later paint the storm. Obviously, i… - David Markson
Once, Turner had himself lashed to the mast of a ship for several hours, during a furious storm, so that he could later paint the storm. Obviously, i…
You will say that I am old and mad, was what Michaelangelo wrote, but I answer that there is no better way of being sane and free from anxiety than b… - David Markson
You will say that I am old and mad, was what Michaelangelo wrote, but I answer that there is no better way of being sane and free from anxiety than b…
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