“He was just a word for me. I did not see the man in the name any more than you do. Do you see him? Do you see the story? Do you see anything? It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream—making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream–sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is of the very essence of dreams....”I have been procrastinating on posting about Heart of Darkness at my book review blog. My problem is knowing where to begin! It's only 111 pages, but it is possibly the deepest fictional book I've ever read.
He was silent for a while.
“...No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life–sensation of any given epoch of one’s existence—that which makes its truth, its meaning—its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream—alone....”
Wednesday, 11 July 2012
Day 5: A favorite quote
Posted on 10:14 by simmo
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