W. Kandinsky: "There are no 'musts' in art." T.S. Eliot: "There is no freedom in art." Dostoievski character, after the ancient Middle East epigram: "Everything is permitted." (R-rated weblog. Since one has been advised there is no Literature anymore, or even literature, only writing, one proceeds on the premise that this weblog qualifies as not-meaningless, since it is, or appears to be, a form of "writing." Image: Banksy.)
Friday, February 6, 2009
The Unknowability of Death
Quote of the day, adapted from a maxim of George Butler in David Markson's overwhelming The Last Novel: "Every man who lives knows he will die, but no man lives to know he's dead." Now let's break out the frozen daiquiris and celebrate this gorgeous maxim. And there's another I like from John Osborne: "To ask a practising writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamppost what it thinks about dogs." And there's another from someone else that was amusing, I can't remember who: ""He who writes for fools will always have a wide audiendce." And then Brahms leaving a party: "And if there's anyone here I forgot to insult, I apologize."
Posted by Richard McNally at 6:39 PM
Labels: David Markson
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