Wait, just let me read you this one part

[milly balgeary]

"Jake's hair smelled like iced tea with honey in it, after all the ice has melted."
— Kelly Link

[fishjim]

This week I've been reading a poet named Thomas Farber who writes epigrams. As a rule I find the genre insufferable, but he's won me over. Here's 10 from his latest, Foregone Conclusions:



     Species-of-one, the self, with its very own extinction event.



     Misogyny, male loathing of an aspect of the self.



     He said 'motherfucker' so often you had to take him at his word.



     His secrets, not kept but hoarded.



     Dead, secrets were what he left behind.



     Reading others as like herself, she found them distasteful.



     Thinking/writing: vapor/paper.



     Parent/child. All about power: em-/disem-/over-.



     Live and learn. Relive and not learn.



     Conclusion of one's life? Foregone.

[kyle]

Oguz women never veil themselves in the presence of their own men or others. Nor does the woman cover any of her bodily parts in the presence of any person. One day we stopped off wit ha turk and were seated in his tent. The man's wife was present As we conversed, the woman uncovered her pudendum and scratched it, and we saw her doing so. We veiled our faces and said, "I beg God's pardon." At this her husband laughed and said to the interpreter, "Tell them we uncover it in your presence so that you may see it and be abashed, but it is not to be attained. This is better than when you cover it up and yet it is attainable."

It was raining again the next morning, a slanting grey rain like a swung curtain of crystal beads. I got up feeling sluggish and tired and stood looking out of the windows, with a dark harsh taste of the Sternwoods still in my mouth I was as empty of life as a scarecrow's pockets. I went out to the kitchenette and drank two cups of black coffee. You can have a hangover from other things than alcohol. I had one from women. Women made me sick.

Just finished The Big Sleep, and now reading Eater's of the Dead. I'm also reading Guns, Germs, and Steel, but that is not really very good for quoting, though it is incredibly interesting.

[fishjim]

Man, I could read Chandler quotes all day long.

[Thermofusion]

Man, I could read Chandler quotes all day long.

Same, man! The original and still the best.

[Bernard]

it was a blonde, a blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window