Sunday, November 30, 2003

Self-help with Samuel Beckett. "And yet it is useless not to seek, not to want, for when you cease to seek you start to find, and when you cease to want, then then life begins to ram her fish and chips down your gullet until you puke, and then the puke down your gullet until you puke the puke, and then the puked puke until you begin to like it. The glutton castaway, the drunkard in the desert, the lecher in prison, they are the happy ones. To hunger, thirst, lust, every day afresh and every day in vain, after the old prog, the old booze, the old whores, that's the nearest we'll ever get to felicity, the new porch and the very latest garden. I pass on the tip for what it is worth." -- Samuel Beckett, Watt.
Just typing that cheers me up.
[Watt, by Samuel Beckett, Olympia Press, 1953. More demonstrative fun than his later work, but the same quantity of plot.]

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