“
Pip: I’m Pip. I’m poor.
(Lots of THINGS happen.)
Pip: My life didn’t matter, because I’m still poor and alone.
THE END
” —Great ExpectationsMay 2012
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“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese”
—G. K. Chesterton
“Sexy means loving someone you do not know”
—The Interpreter of Maladies, “Sexy” Jhumpa Lahiri
Their Eyes Were Watching God Review
My feelings toward this book are constantly vacillating. On the one hand I liked it, because of its amazing use of language and its ending. On the other hand I feel like it is overrated, at least in the sense that the story was somewhat bland. I couldn’t connect with the characters, especially Janie, whom I originally stuck up for when my friends in my reading circle discredited her as a “spoiled brat.” I originally thought her to be the victim, which she may in fact be, but I began to no longer feel anything for her. The dialect that the dialogue of the book was written made it seem very remote and impenetrable for me.
Recommend? Eh, the jury’s out on this one
“No matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”
—Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s
- Mom: Why did you buy more books?
- Me: Because I had too.
- Mom: But you already have a ton you haven't read. Would you not read those first?
- Me: You see, it's like this: No.
“Do you know why books such as this are so important? Because they have quality. And what does the word quality mean? To me it means texture. The book has pores. It has features. This book can go under the microscope. You’d find life under the glass, streaming past in infinite profusion. The more pores, the more truthfully recorded details of life per square inch you can get on a sheet of paper, the more ‘literary’ you are. That’s my definition, anyway. Telling detail. Fresh detail. The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.”
—Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
