“Books are not holy relics,' Trefusis had said. 'Words may be my religion, but when it comes to worship, I am very low church. The temples and the graven images are of no interest to me. The superstitious mammetry of a bourgeois obsession for books is severely annoying. Think how many children are put off reading by prissy little people ticking them off whenever they turn a page carelessly. The world is so fond of saying that book s should be "treated with respect". But when are we told that _words_ should be treated with respect? From our earliest years we are taught to revere only the outward and visible. Ghastly literary types maundering on about books as "objects"...”
― The Liar
― The Liar
“When the senile patient awakens in the morning and asks for his mother, remind him that she is long since dead, that he is over eighty years old and living in a convalescent home, and that this is 1992 and not 1913 and that he must face reality and the fact that”
― A Scanner Darkly
― A Scanner Darkly
“You know, just sometimes in between the first cigarette with coffee in the morning to that 400th glass of cornershop piss at 3am--you do sometimes look at yourself and think--this is fantastic. I'm in heaven.”
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“Often I've thought of myself as a state; a country or, at the very least, a city. It used to seem to me that the different ways I felt sometimes about ideas, courses of action and so on were like the differing political moods that countries go through. It has always seemed to me that people vote in a new government not because they actually agree with their politics but just because they want a change. Somehow they think that things will be better under the new lot. Well, people are stupid, but it all seems to have more to do with mood, caprice and atmosphere than carefully thought-out arguments. I can feel the same sort of thing going on in my head. Sometimes the thoughts and feelings I had didn't really agree with each other, so I decided I must be lots of different people inside my brain.”
― The Wasp Factory
― The Wasp Factory
“– Отец Панкратий, послушайте! Вы знаете, где мы все живем, в какой стране, в каком государстве. Здесь все – как бы. Как бы покой, как бы воля, как бы закон, как бы порядок, как бы царь, как бы бояре, как бы холопья, как бы дворяне, как бы церковь, как бы детский сад, как бы школа, как бы парламент, как бы суд, как бы больница, как бы мясо, как бы самолет, как бы водка, как бы бизнес, как бы машина, как бы завод, как бы дороги, как бы кладбища, как бы пенсия, как бы сыр, как бы мир, как бы война, как бы мать родна.
Затворник перестал хлебать чай.
Саша продолжал, с горечью и дрожью в голосе:
– Настоящее у нас – только вот эта боеголовка.”
― Белый квадрат
Затворник перестал хлебать чай.
Саша продолжал, с горечью и дрожью в голосе:
– Настоящее у нас – только вот эта боеголовка.”
― Белый квадрат
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