Friday, May 16, 2003

Saving Private Lynch. (via Metafilter)

“Leave only three wasps alive in the whole of Europe and the air of Europe will still be more crowded with wasps than space is with stars.” --Sir James Jeans

“The artist who realizes himself inside art will never be creative.” --Witold Gombrowicz

Macaronic pop songs, from “Amore” to “Psycho Killer” & “Loser”.

“ ‘A strangely striped strip of string’ is far too emphatic in sound for its sense, and ‘a terribly powerful Florida hurricane’ is not nearly emphatic enough.” --Robert Graves

“Prostitutes, Kvass finds himself thinking, are paperbacks while affairs are hard cover.” --Gather in the Hall of the Planets

Decadence—when pastiche is the norm.

“For the flying saucer myth, it will always be January 1950.” --Curtis Peebles, Watch the Skies

“…I have also expressed doubts that his [Nabokov’s] aesthetic models—chess puzzles and protective colorations in lepidoptera—can be very helpful ideals for the rest of us.” --John Updike

One day materialism will mean that all things are artist’s material; spirituality, that all things are perfected form already; and no paradox. This word Art is a name for the paradox. There are others.

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