Showing posts with label Quotes from Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quotes from Books. Show all posts

Monday, October 13, 2008

Quote of the Day

I'm prepping to leave work and realized I'd very nearly forgotten to post a Quote of the Day. For shame.

We can't have that situation cropping up (except for last Friday when I was home with a sick nephew). Alas, here's a relatively wonderful quote from the relatively wonderful book, Looking for Alaska by John Green:
"You shall love your crooked neighbor / With your crooked heart."
That's a quote from a work by poet W.H. Auden that is quoted in the book, and Pudge comes to realize is true--he loves Alaska (broken and messed-up) with all of his (broken and messed-up) heart.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Quote of the Day

It's Monday... the dreaded day when we have to return to the hobgoblin of our lives. However, Monday also means it's time for the Quote of the Day that visits you from inside a book. How exciting!

I've been reading The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls for a composition class (a really great example of how to use plot, character, setting and theme harmoniously). I love Walls' writing style and find myself, in spite of the awful experiences that she is recounting, laughing out loud at her diaglogue. In one story she tells of the first time that her father (an alcoholic who can't hold down regular work) buys her and her siblings (an older sister and younger brother) bikes. At the time (when she is approximately seven years old) she is flabbergasted by the idea of owning her very own bike, she never thought that she could own one herself. She turns and asks her dad if the bikes are for the kids--still incredulous that this could be her good fortune--and he says, "Well, they're too small for your mother and I." That's a really great line.

When reading you have to be somewhat skeptical of her retelling of events (seriously, how well can a four-year-old remember specific dialogue?), but she takes you on a journey from seeing her parents as heroes to having her innocence slowly dissolve. It's heart-breaking, but illuminating none the less. Below is an excerpt from the introduction where (as an adult) she has, while on her way to a party in NYC, seen her mother rooting through a dumpter at the side of the road:

"I fretted about them, but I was embarrassed by them, too, and ashamed of myself for wearing pearls and living on Park Avenue while my parents were busy keeping warm and finding something to eat.
What could I do? I'd tried to help them countless times, but Dad would insist they didn't need anything, and mom would ask for something silly, like a perfume atomizer or a membership in a health club. They said they were living the way they wanted to...
'Mom, I saw you picking through trash in the East Village a few days ago.'
'Well, people in this country are too wasteful. It's my way of recycling... Why didn't you say hello?'
'I was too ashamed, Mom. I hid.'
...'You see?' she said. 'Right there. That's exactly what I'm saying. You're way too easily embarrassed. Your father and I are who we are. Accept it.'
'And what am I supposed to tell people about my parents?'
'Just tell them the truth,' Mom said. 'That's simple enough.'"
And with that you have an exerpt from the introduction of the book. It grabs you from the beginning and keeps you reading along on her journey. You actually find yourself wanting to hear the truth about her parents, and you have no idea why (Why should you care about a family of people you've never met?).

Why do we read people's memoirs? Have you read any memoirs that were particularly interesting to you? Why? Have you read this book or do you plan on adding it to your reading list? Put your thoughts in the comments to answer those questions.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Great Quote

So, I'm reading 1984 by George Orwell and came across the best quote in the book:

"Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious," Written by the character Winston (p. 61)

Nice. I love dystopic literature. Here's a citation for the text, lest I be sued:

  1. Orwell, G. (1949). 1984. New York: New American Library.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Watching a Genius at Work

David Sedaris is, in my mind, kind of a genius. I read Me Talk Pretty One Day and absolutely loved it. It was hilarious! (Note the use of the exclamation point.) However, then I started reading Naked, which had a much darker tone, and couldn't quite force myself to make it all the way through.

None the less, I still find him to be a genius. He has a new book that came out on June 3, When You Are Engulfed in Flames, and I think I might pick up a copy. In the mean time, enjoy this video clip of him reading an essay he wrote for Esquire Magazine on the Late Show with David Letterman:



Do you have any authors/humorists/comedians that you adore?