"Reading", he says, " is always this: there is a thing that is there, a thing made of writing, a solid, material object, which cannot be changed, and through this thing we measure ourselves against something else that is not present, something else that belongs to the immaterial, invisible world, because it can only be thought, imagined, or because it was once and is no longer, past, lost, unattainable, in the land of the dead....."

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I like to know that books exist that I will still be able to read......

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Do you want to demonstrate that the living also have a wordless language, with which books cannot be written but which can only be lived, second by second, which cannot be recorded or remembered?

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Hakkespettboka!

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Jeg registrerer at lesingen av Middlemarch er ved veis ende hos bokelskerne, men her er allikevel en artikkel om Rebecca Mead og hennes forhold til George Eliot og Middlemarch.

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Kunne ikke dy meg - her er Pessoa's heteronymer:

Pessoa's Persons

He was one, he was many, he was everyone, he was no one.

Fernando Pessoa, sad bureaucrat, prisoner of the clock, solitary author of love letters never sent, carried an insane asylum around himself.

Of the denizens, we know their names, the dates and even hours of their births, their astrological signs, weights, and heights.

And their works, because they were all poets.

Alberto Caeiro, pagan, mocker of metaphysics and other intellectual acrobatics that reduce life to concepts, wrote burps.

Ricardo Reis, monarchist, Hellenist, child of classical culture, who was born several times and had several astrological signs, wrote constructions.

Alvaro de Campos, engineer from Glasgow, vanguardist, who studied energy and feared losing his zest for life, wrote sensations.

Bernardo Soares, master of the paradox, prose poet, scholar, who claimed to be an unwilling aide in some Library, wrote contradictions.

And Antonio Mora, psychiatrist and nutcase, interned Cascais, wrote lucubrations and locobrations.

Pessoa also wrote. When the others slept.

-Eduardo Galeano

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What a smug, moralising bastard he was. He wore ethics the way tarts wear make-up.

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Den berget vårsemesteret. :)

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Beklager så mye, Bjørg. Jeg skal vente på deg neste gang! :)
Jeg solgte for øvrig en førsteutgave av Den afrikanske farm (på dansk) i 1973, boken var utgitt under pseudonymet Isak Dinesen og Karen Blixen hadde signert den med sitt eget navnetrekk - Karen Blixen.

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Jeg har lagt boken til side - men tar den igjen når eventyret og den laaange gode historie lokker.

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Som du kan se av denne listen - så har mange forfattere brukt pseudonymer i årenes løp.

Karen Blixens mest kjente pseudonym er sannsynligvis Isak Dinesen, men hun skrev også under navnene Pierre Andrezel og Osceola.

Virginia Woolf ble kjent under navnet E V Odle i starten på sin karriere.

Blant dagens krimforfattere finnes det mange pseudonymer - jeg vet knapt hvor jeg skal starte og overlater derfor den jobben til andre. :)

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Like most excessively beautiful persons, he had studied his own reflection minutely and, in a way, knew himself from the outside best; he was always in some chamber of his mind perceiving himself from the exterior.

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[...] it was one of those still moments when the small frets vanish, and the beauty of things stands out, and she had the peace and strength to see herself.

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He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

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I lay awake thinking and my mind jumping around. Then I couldn’t keep away from it, and I started to think about Brett. I was thinking about Brett and my mind started to go in sort of smooth waves. Then all of a sudden I started to cry. After a while it was better and I lay in bed and listened to the heavy trams go by.. and then I went to sleep.

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Byen med de fire porter.....

(Doris Lessing)

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Takk til deg, Maiken.
brainpickings.org - er en av mine favoritter.

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If you want to seduce a woman at a swimming pool, it's best if you know how to swim.

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Melodrama, behag og bedrag.

(Holger Drachmann, Ebba Haslund)

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Olav H. Hauge på Facebook - fra California.

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