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Post by Satchmo on Jun 17, 2009 16:57:25 GMT -5
I loved The Road. Can't wait for the movie.
"It was a pleasure to burn."
From Fahrenheit 451. My favorite opening sentence ever.
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Post by callipygias on Jun 19, 2009 10:02:55 GMT -5
I loved The Road. Can't wait for the movie. I was thinking the same thing, especially when I saw the great cast: Viggo Mortensen, Robert Duvall, and Guy Pearce, but what is Charlize Theron going to do? She's a pretty big star to have the few minutes of screen time she'll get if they stay true to the book. Plus, the director and the screenwriter have no credentials I recognize. I hope they don't dramatize it, Hollywood style.
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Post by Satchmo on Jun 19, 2009 16:36:44 GMT -5
The mother's supposed to get more of a backstory.
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Post by callipygias on Aug 3, 2009 14:13:27 GMT -5
Blood Meridian, Cormac McCarthy
Whatever exists, he said, whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.
The Judge is one of the most compelling (and terrifying) characters ever.
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Post by callipygias on Sept 26, 2009 15:41:54 GMT -5
Psychosomatic, Anthony Neil Smith
"Because Lydia didn't have arms or legs, she shelled out three thousand bucks to a washed up middleweight named Cap to give her ex-husband the beating of his life."
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Post by jkazoolien on Sept 27, 2009 21:50:42 GMT -5
"I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip." - Ignacius J. Reilly, A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
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Post by callipygias on Dec 29, 2009 1:01:35 GMT -5
"Even if I am no longer a pure child, at least I do not have a goblin ass."
Ass Goblins of Auschwitz ~ Cameron Pierce
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Post by solgroupie on Apr 6, 2010 9:37:43 GMT -5
i know i've quoted from this book already, but i always remember a paragraph from lake wobegon days this time of year:
"on the first real warm day, you can sit on the back steps in your pjs before church, drink coffee, study the backyard which was such a dump a week ago you wouldn't have wanted to be buried back there, but with the tulips coming on strong and a faint green haze on the lilacs, a person can see that this is not the moon but earth, a planet named for its finely ground rock containing organic material that, given sunlight and moisture, can produce plant life that may support advanced life forms such as catholics or lutherans. school windows open and faint wisps of talk drift out and some choral music. roto-tillers start up, and the first whap of a ball in a glove is heard. sometimes the scratch of a match is heard, struck by someone who had vowed to put the luckies away for lent. the sulphur flares up, the coffin nail glows, the delicious smoke rushes into the poor man's suffering body, and he sighs with delight, emitting a cloud. after finishing the cigarette, he calls himself a terrible name."
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Post by mummifiedstalin on Apr 6, 2010 9:39:51 GMT -5
i know i've quoted from this book already, but i always remember a paragraph from lake wobegon days this time of year: "on the first real warm day, you can sit on the back steps in your pjs before church, drink coffee, study the backyard which was such a dump a week ago you wouldn't have wanted to be buried back there, but with the tulips coming on strong and a faint green haze on the lilacs, a person can see that this is not the moon but earth, a planet named for its finely ground rock containing organic material that, given sunlight and moisture, can produce plant life that may support advanced life forms such as catholics or lutherans. school windows open and faint wisps of talk drift out and some choral music. roto-tillers start up, and the first whap of a ball in a glove is heard. sometimes the scratch of a match is heard, struck by someone who had vowed to put the luckies away for lent. the sulphur flares up, the coffin nail glows, the delicious smoke rushes into the poor man's suffering body, and he sighs with delight, emitting a cloud. after finishing the cigarette, he calls himself a terrible name." Keillor certainly does know guilty, self-hating Lutherans... heh
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Post by hopesfall on Apr 6, 2010 15:44:49 GMT -5
From I Am Not A Serial Killer
"If you met me on the street, you'd never guess how much I wanted to kill you."
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Post by Chuck on Apr 6, 2010 18:16:49 GMT -5
“do not believe them when they say the devil lies, you know the devil never lies, he deceives oh yes he deceives but that is not lying no dear” -- Gertrude Stein, Dr. Faustus Lights The Lights
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Post by jkazoolien on Apr 13, 2010 1:29:45 GMT -5
"Life isn't safe. If you act independently and according to your own conscience, what you truly believe, you will fail or you will get killed or you will die by your own hand or you'll cut off your ear. People who fit in are happier than people who don't -- that's fact. If you're born unusual, tough poopie. You're flapjacksed." - Lloyd Kaufman, All I Need to Know About Filmaking I Learned from "The Toxic Avenger"
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Post by callipygias on Aug 20, 2010 18:04:36 GMT -5
The Tall Men, William Faulkner
"Shucks," the other said. One day in France we was running through a wheat field and I saw the machine gun coming across the wheat, and I tried to jump it like you would jump a fence rail somebody was swinging at your middle, only I never made it. And I was on the ground then, and along toward dark that begun to hurt....
It's spoken by a character who got drunk and is trying to convince the country doctor to finish cutting his injured leg off, a job he himself started earlier. I love it. It's one of those things I get stuck on and keep re-reading.
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Post by jkazoolien on Aug 21, 2010 8:18:48 GMT -5
"I would prefer not to." Title Character, Bartleby, the Scrivener
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Post by solgroupie on Aug 22, 2010 17:42:15 GMT -5
from the bestseller sh*t my dad says by justin halpern -
"you worry too much. eat some bacon. what? no, i got no idea if it'll make you feel better. i just made too much bacon."
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