Quotes About Author

too with the case of the snoring yogi in the previous chapter. As long as I identified with my dislike of him, I was obeying natural selection's instructions to consider myself special (certainly more special than a guy who wants to catch up on his sleep when I'm trying to meditate!).

Esta atmósfera de sueño y de inquietud que lo hacía circular a través de los días como un sonámbulo, la denominaba Erdosain, «la zona de la angustia».

History, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one another in monstrousness.

The strangest part of the dream,' said Pelletier, 'was the water was alive.

Brief like beauty, Absolute beauty, That which contains all the world's majesty and misery And which is only visible to those who love.

Durante un rato contemplé la máquina de escribir, el libro en donde estaban anotadas las visitas, un recipiente de madera lleno de lápices, clips y gomas de borrar que parecían estar en perfecto orden, lo que me pareció imposible pues nadie en su sano juicio ordena clips (lápices y gomas, sí, pero no clips) [...]

El mundo de la literatura es terrible, además de ridículo, decía. Y añadía que ni siquiera el repetido encuentro con un mismo jurado constituía de hecho un peligro, pues estos generalmente no leían las obras presentadas o las leían por encima o las leían a medias.

He said that the only decent German philosopher was Lichtenberg, who was less a philosopher than the ultimate jokester and clown.

Sembrava un corallo. Un corallo?, Dice Belano. Un micruroides euryxanthus, dice la maestra, un serpente velenoso.

Soñé que traducía al Marqués de Sade a golpes de hacha. Me había vuelto loco y vivía en un bosque.

Herein lies one of the book's many virtues: nationalists can't abide it. Its acid humor, like a Buster Keaton movie or a time bomb, threatens the hormonal stability of the idiots who, upon reading it, feel an irresistible urge to string the author up in the town square. Truly, I know of no greater honor for a real writer.

Belano se cree Breton, dice Requena. En realidad, todos los capo di famiglia de la poesía mexicana se creen Breton, suspira.

It's because I don't have a proper grasp of history and I need to brush up." "What for?" asked Hans Reiter. "To fill a void." "Voids can't be filled," said Hans Reiter

but anyways, that's what I was wondering as Alberto's car shot like lightning or crawled like a cockroach, depending on traffic...

the novel, arguably the author's best, had a disquieting power, like a sleeping crocodile.

and he began to read an ordered a sandwich and a beer an paid for them, then he ordered a Fürst Pückler and paid for it because on the terrace one had to pay immediately for anything one had.

Les Misérablesis a book I read in Mexico many years ago and left behind in Mexico when I left Mexico for good, and I'm not planning to buy it or reread it, because there's no point reading, much less rereading books that have been made into movies...

What am I guilty of, then? Of having loved and continuing to love- no, not of loving: of longing.

En mi defensa sólo pude balbucir (en tono de chanza, sin mirarlo a los ojos, además) que yo era un monstruo de la naturaleza.

sonreír a diestra y siniestra fingiendo estar concentrado en problemas de índole filosófica, que es lo que finalmente hizo.

Boredom and stupidity and patriotism, especially when combined, are three of the greatest evils of the world we live in.

Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord, but sometimes it's hard not to get a jump on it yourself.

So let me guess," Casey said. "You have also failed to read Harry Potter ." I nodded. Casey collapsed against the nearest wall like he'd been shot. "Must...get...help...

I do not wish integrity to be taken in some vague metaphorical sense; I mean it quite literally.