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""'An the galoot got a lash o' the pike in him, yep? Sketch the green eyes on it. Fucker spat, flexed, and glared at Cusask. Business wan' doin', ' he said. 'So don' min' the aul' bitchtalk, Cusey-gal'. Eyes turned to his hissing mob and smiled and danced a wee skank."
Is there such a thing as "too Irish"?
Apparently, yes. It is 300 pages of this; I am not kidding. It rules." — Mar 31, 2026 02:24PM
""'An the galoot got a lash o' the pike in him, yep? Sketch the green eyes on it. Fucker spat, flexed, and glared at Cusask. Business wan' doin', ' he said. 'So don' min' the aul' bitchtalk, Cusey-gal'. Eyes turned to his hissing mob and smiled and danced a wee skank."
Is there such a thing as "too Irish"?
Apparently, yes. It is 300 pages of this; I am not kidding. It rules." — Mar 31, 2026 02:24PM
“The word 'however' is like an imp coiled beneath your chair. It induces ink to form words you have not yet seen, and lines to march across the page and overshoot the margin. There are no endings. If you think so you are deceived as to their nature. They are all beginnings. Here is one.”
― Bring Up the Bodies
― Bring Up the Bodies
“It's everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so — I don't know — not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and — sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you're conforming just as much only in a different way.”
― Franny and Zooey
― Franny and Zooey
“The cards are stacked (quite properly, I imagine) against all professional aesthetes, and no doubt we all deserve the dark, wordy, academic deaths we all sooner or later die.”
― Franny and Zooey
― Franny and Zooey
“I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting.”
― Franny and Zooey
― Franny and Zooey
“Acts have consequences, Dixon, they must. These Louts believe all's right now,-- that they are free to get on with Lives that to them are no doubt important,-- with no Glimmer at all of the Debt they have taken on. That is what I smell'd,-- Lethe-Water. One of the things the newly-born forget, is how terrible its Taste, and Smell. In Time, these People are able to forget ev'rything. Be willing but to wait a little, and ye may gull them again and again, however ye wish,-- even unto their own Dissolution. In America, as I apprehend, Time is the true River that runs 'round Hell.”
― Mason & Dixon
― Mason & Dixon
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