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Two gallons is a great deal of wine, even for two paisanos. Spiritually the jugs may be graduated thus: Just below the shoulder of the first bottle, serious and concentrated conversation. Two inches farther down, sweetly sad memory. Three inches more, thoughts of old and satisfactory loves. An inch, thoughts of bitter loves. Bottom of the first jug, general and undirected sadness. Shoulder of the second jug, black unholy despondency. Two fingers down a song of death or longing. A thumb, every other song each one knows. The graduations stop here, for the trail splits and there is no certainty. From this point on anything can happen. 

 

Steinbeck, J. Tortilla Flat.

An existentialist themed book which I understood more thoroughly after reading Introduction to Existentialism (Olson).

The whole plot revolves around Wilhem and the roller-coaster of emotions he experiences during a particular day, which I believed the most pivotal in his life. “The angst of being” is truly expressed in these pages. Definitively a book that must be read with some knowledge of the existentialist philosophy.

Well, congratulations to Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio!!!!!!!!!!! 

For sure, must read one of his books!!!!!!!! So excited! new stories, words and books await me!!! 🙂

Wonderful.

Inspiring.

Breath-taking

Beautiful.

This is Doris Lessing’s Nobel Lecture

Recently I finished reading The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing. I started reading this book because it was given the 2007 Nobel Prize for Literature. I had no idea what to expect when I opened the book, I only knew it was a take on feminism.

It took me 7 months to finish reading it, and not because it was boring or tedious, but because of school (aaaahhhh!!!). Even though it’s a 635 page read, you don’t feel it. At least I didn’t. Words just keep on flowing and deep thought just strike you. 

This work was originally published in 1962, just when the Woman Liberation movement was coming about. The book was tagged as anti-man because of its strong views on the relationship of women and man. I for one do not think the same. I truly identified with the book and what is most amazing, I hadn’t even been born when Lessing was writing this wonderful piece. I share Anna’s (the main character) view on life, men, love, friendship…. It just makes you see where we are as woman nowadays and the journey our mothers and grandmothers had to take in order to bring us here and make us enjoy what had been rightfully ours all along.

I recommend this book to anyone who wishes to take a GLIMPSE into a woman’s mind and heart… a FREE WOMAN’S heart and mind.

This book has made itself such a special place in my heart that I wish to share with you several pieces of wisdom found in it (and at the end hope this will make you read The Golden Notebook):

 

  • … these quick flares of attraction could flare and die in a moment, leaving behind them tenderness, unfulfilled curiosity, a slightly wry and not unpleasant pain of loss.
  • It’s only now, looking back, that I understand, but at the time I lived in a brilliantly lit haze, shifting and flickering according to my changing desires. Of course, that is only a description of being young.
  • Looking back at those weekends, they seem like beads on a string, two big glittering ones to start with, then a succession of small unimportant ones, then another brilliant one to end.
  • FASCINATING-THE ROLES WE PLAY, THE WAY WE PLAY PARTS.
  • Meanwhile she was restless to get away from him and felt trapped -not by him, by the possibilities of her past resurrecting itself in him.
  • … and she looked down the street and thought that probably they were all like this, all in fragments, not one of them a whole, reflecting a whole life, a whole human being; or for that matter, a whole family.
  • No woman in the world wants to live without love.
  • … records of a simple unthinking happiness with perhaps a couple of jarring moments…. but moments swallowed in the happiness.
  • The tears we shed in our sleep are the only genuine tears we shed in our lives. The waking tears are self pity.
  • A hundred things to do, but only one thing to be.
  • What makes you decide that the madness and the cruelty isn’t jus as strong as the – getting on with the living?
  • HIS TONE IS MERELY PART OF THE GAME WE PLAY, THE PLAYING OUT OF OUR ROLES.
  • The flashes of genuine art are all out of deep, suddenly stark, undisguisable private emotions.
  • Who is this other I whose judgement I fear; or whose gaze, at least, is different from mine when I am not thinking, recording and being conscious.
  • I’m shedding skin, or being born again.
  • He is full of contempt for that crude phenomenon, the United States of America.
  • A writer is, must be, the Machiavelli of the soul’s kithchen.
  • Time is the River on which the leaves of our thoughts are carried into oblivion.
  • Art is the mirror of our betrayed ideals. 
  • It is said it was because Adam ate the apple that he was lost or fell. I say it was because of his claiming something for his own, and because of his I, Mine, Me, and the like.
  • I think the one form of experience people are incapable of learning from is the political experience.
  • Free!! What’s the use of being free if they aren’t? I swear to God, that evey one of them, even the best of them, have the idea of good women and bad women.
  • THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A FRIGID WOMAN, THERE ARE ONLY INCOMPETENT MEN.
  • ALL RIGHT, SO YOU DON’T VALUE US? – THEN WE’LL SAVE OURSELVES AGAINST THE TIME WHEN YOU DO AGAIN.
  • If I could laugh I couldn’t be in such a bad state as I thought.
  • Yet these moments have been so powerful, like the rapid illuminations of a dream that remain with one waking, that what I have learned will be part of how I experience life until I die. Words. Words. I play with words, hoping that some combination, even a chance combination, will say what I want.
  • How extraordinary that an act of kindness, of pity, could be such a betrayal.
  • A woman without a man cannot meet a man, any man, of any age, without thinking, even if it’s for a half-second, Perhaps this is THE man.
  • None of you ask for anything – except everything, but just for so long as you need it.
  • Here lies Anna Wulf, who was always too intelligent. She let them go.
       As you can see… a lot is said in these pages. I am sure that when I read it again, I will find new words that mean something to me. 
       (Right now I’m reading Lord of the Flies by William Golding. I promise that when I’m finished with it, I’ll write my thoughts. In the       meanwhile, if you guys have any good books you think I should read, let me know. I’ll see if I already have them or if I can get a hand on them)

¡Exprésense!

Libro del momento/ Book of the moment

Animanaturalis.org: Los Animales No Somos Comida
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AnimaNaturalis.org: Los Animales No Somos Diversión
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