Saturday, 26 February 2011

Fury and Tropic of Cancer

Tour continues and I've been reading Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller. Famed both for being one of the great literary achievements of the 20th century and for the pornography trial that followed its publication in the US in 1964. I've been really enjoying the baffling mix of philosophical thinking and base sexual themes that run through the book, twisting and flipping from the high to the low with unnerving rapidity. I'd recommend it. Here are some of my favourite quotes so far...

For there is only one great adventure and that is inward toward the self, and for that, time nor space nor even deeds matter.

They were painfully clean. But inwardly they stank. Never once had they opened the door which leads to the soul; never once did they dream of taking a blind leap into the dark.

Also been reading Fury by Salman Rushdie:

This is what we are, what we civilize ourselves to disguise—the terrifying human animal in us, the exalted, transcendent, self-destructive, untrammelled lord of creation. We raise each other to the heights of joy. We tear each other limb from fucking limb.

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