hemingway.
on the back of hemingway’s novel the sun also rises, there is a blurb from the new york times describing the author’s prose as “athletic”.
because that’s not vague. his writing can bench 210, apparently.
you have to read slow to get all the nuances of hemingway’s abrupt writing. as my professor said today, you can’t do shots of hemingway, you have to go slow and sip it, like whiskey.
he also then recommended that drinking whiskey might also help the reading of the book as well.
here are my favorites so far:
“The road to hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.”
“I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together…”
“I was sorry for him, but it was not a thing you could do anything about, because right away you ran up against the two stubbornnesses: South America could fix it and he did not like Paris. He got the first idea out of a book, and I supposed the second came out of a book too.”
“It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.”
* on a side note, this reminds me of the time when i watched ‘notting hill’ with my friend kristin, who promptly pulled out her spybook to write down any of the delicious quotes that would come about. i still do it.
you make me miss college. and my spy books. and your previous post has really had me thinking for the past day or so. good thoughts 🙂 i tried to comment but fell short. this is all i have to offer now, a bit late.
your best is good enough. not even good enough, it’s just good.
although, i always like to hear extended thoughts, in case you ever have them.