Thursday, April 19, 2018
Quotable
-When she died she left me
with a nice impression.
-You didn’t know her.
-I knew OF her. That was
pretty lovely...give and take.
-Superficial. Her AND you!
-I’ll accept that. Omar Khayyam
said he was never deep in
anything save wine.
Leave out the wine, we got you.
-“But I am one acquainted with the night.”
-Acquainted. That’s the keyword.
Nothing serious.
-It’s that way for everyone.
-This conversation over?
-This one only.
-Then I can stop wincing, waiting
for Hamlet to, like, emerge?
-Not tonight. “Look for me tomorrow,
you’ll find a grave man.”
-Serious?
-He meant dead. So, pretty serious.
-I’m running QUOTE BLOCKER on you!
People can talk without all this literary crap!
-Perfect program for the silly age.
Labels: Frost, Hamlet, literary conversation, literary quotation, Literature, Omar Khayyam
Saturday, January 10, 2015
Water and Depth
His Friend, Ridge
-You know, Ridgey, my condo‘s on a river. Water, yes?
-I’m following.
-It’s pretty at sunset, and when the dolphins come, but I don’t go into it any further than that.
-So what?
-Thoreau makes me guilty with all the detail about Walden Pond.
-Hey! He’s a philosopher. Deeper and deeper into shit!–-what they do.
-I still don’t feel quite right...
-Look at me! Omar Khayyam says I was never deep in anything save wine? Well, I was never deep in anything, period!
-You exaggerate!
-Understate.
Labels: condo, depth, Omar Khayyam, Philosophy, Thoreau, Walden, water
