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If you're wondering about my new "lj-name": Chomp, chomp, chomp.


Long ago, I signed up at Bookcrossing.com - and then left it at that, since it's not really the website for me. I am too possessive of books. If one came to my hands, and I liked a real lot... I probably wouldn't leave it around again. Which is sort of against the point, isn't it. Still, this morning, near the of tha bar where I usually go, I found The Iliad. So I thought, well, why not. It's in prose (obviously enough), which makes me curious, and it should have passed enough time since High School that I should be actyually able to read and enjoy it without cringing. ;P

Anyway, I'm telling you this, because I remembered there was a bookish quotes page, and. Oh, the love. Screw The Iliad, I'll be rereading Comme Un Roman today. (Or maybe not, since I'm currently rereading The Truce, but still. (and - oh sod it, I can't start talking about it here. It would be the longest bracket known to history.))

Some examples:

J. W. Eagan: "Never judge a book by its movie."

Oscar Wilde: "Oh, it is absurd to have a hard and fast rule about what one should read and what one shouldn't. More than half of modern culture depends on what one shouldn't read."

Groucho Marx: "Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside a dog, it's too dark to read."

"I must say that I find television very educational. The minute somebody turns it on, I go to the library and read a book."

"From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down I was convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it."

( And a few more examples: )

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As for the Fanfictions Quotes Meme, ( a few hints )

The results will be posted sometimes late this afternoon (my time) or tomorrow at lunch (still my time. :P). It's all ready, I just have to post it. :D

Just this morning I chose the gift for dad's birthday. Well, actually he's the 29th, but at least the gift-chosing it's over and done with.

Oh, yes, it's definitely an interested gift. :D :D Honestly, I find nothing wrong with that, if it's about common interests... *evil laugh*

So, at the start of August I'll be reading Toole's "A Confederacy of Dunces". :D And playing with Sudoku even more than what I'm already... ( But maybe some of you don't know what Sudoku is. )

And that's my new addiction... Me ♥ sudoku. Tesssoooooro... :P

 
 

(I'm currently very proud of myself. I'm just been at Eurochocolate - which is just a great scam, truth to be told, because a large part of the products is the same that you can find everywhere, all the year, save that here they are all together, and that they are more expensive. Anyway, what I'm proud of is that I managed to wander there and NOT buy anything. Even if Laura, a friend who was with me, had to physically remove me from the Lindt stand. And she said I often had a pained expression. Fancy that, with all that chocolate, salivation takes off.)

These last few days I read Roberto Bolaño's "Night By Chile", and Andrea Camilleri's "La mossa del cavallo".

I have the habit of quoting pieces of the books I find interesting. Only, I usually try to use English quotes. This time, though, since I read books written in Italian (one original and one translation), and I couldn't find an English version online, I'm afraid I can only offer you the Italian version. I could try to translate it, though.. We'll see. Maybe I'll edit this entry later on.

(If you know links where I could find the English versions, could you tell me? Thank you! =) )


( Night By Chile )

This book (the one above, I mean) left me a strange aftertaste. It's consuming, without any doubt. I read the first 60 pages all in one go, and it felt like running a race. It just wouldn't let me lift my head and take a breath, if you know what I mean. The last part, in particular a scene a couple of pages after the passage mentioned above, made me remember a movie I saw about four years ago, and still haven't watched again ever since, "Garage Olimpo". Well, at the time, I hadn't seen yet anything remotely as hard. I still remember how shaken it left me, and that I was glad my best friend, who I knew understood me, was there with me. I think we barely talked, afterward. But I'm glad I went to see it, and I think I should watch it again now.


( The Knight's Move )

Mwah! For the first time, someone made an icon from my art... It's here! Weee, I'll be smiling all day.


(And here starts a big ETA.)

I love Fabio Fazio. I love him. Saturday evening (uuuh, the things you can watch, if you're forced to stay home..) I saw his "Che tempo che fa", and he was interviewing Bondi. Did anyone see it? Really, that was a masterpiece. Fazio kept being his usual kind, polite, nice, meek self, and he kept making fun of Bondi, still in his nice, not-aggressive way, while Bondi didn't realize it, not even ONCE! I love that man, I really do.

And I also have to say that I like Fassino. I can't do anything about it. It was so refreshing, while I was seeing Ballaro' yesterday evening, that what I was thinking at one moment, shortly after was said by him. It doesn't happen often.

And I'd like to expand on the whole mess about Buttiglione, because I've heard people saying very, very, stupid things, but right now I don't have the time.

First: let's spread the Paddofotto love! Add it to your interests list. Come on, you know you want to.

Second.. so, I'm reading The Last of The Wine (which I'm liking, but no news here) (I can read it only a hour per day. No fair. No fair at all.), and I've reached the passage where Lysis asks Alexias whose son Xenophon is. It made me smile, because it is so typical of small towns. Heh, how many times I heard old people ask that! But it's only natural of small communities, where anyone knows anyone else (or their close relatives). For instance, to make someone else understand who I am, I only need to say my name and add that I'm the marshal's nephew.
Well, that's it. Pretty useless remark, really. Sorry. =P