"How do you feel when you watch it?" He looks down at his noodles, then up at her. "Lonely?" "Most people find that that deepens. Becomes sort of polyph"How do you feel when you watch it?" He looks down at his noodles, then up at her. "Lonely?" "Most people find that that deepens. Becomes sort of polyphonic. Then there's a sense that it's going somewhere, that something will happen. Will change." She shrugs. "It's impossible to describe, but if you live with it for a while, it starts to get to you. It's just such a powerful effect, induced by so little actual screen time." (111);
"Cayce has long managed to have as little to do with her mother's penchant for Electronic Voice Phenomena as she possibly can, and this had been her father's strategy as well. Apophenia, Win had declared it, after due consideration and in his careful way: the spontaneous perception of connections and meaningfulness in unrelated things. And had never as far as Cayce knows, said another word about it. ... Apophenia. She stares blankly into the cold, beautifully illuminated interior of Damien's German fridge. What if the sense of nascent meaning they all perceive in the footage is simply that: an illusion of meaningfulness, faulty pattern recognition? She's been over this with Parkaboy and he's taken it places (the neuromechanics of hallucination, August Strindberg's personal account of hispsychotic break, and a peak drug experience during his teens in which he, Parkaboy, had felt himself to be 'channeling some kind of Linear B angelic machine language'), none of which have really helped." (117)...more
"It's like we've been flung back in time," he said. "Here we are in the Stone Age, knowing all these great things after centuries of progress but what"It's like we've been flung back in time," he said. "Here we are in the Stone Age, knowing all these great things after centuries of progress but what can we do to make life easier for the Stone Agers? Can we make a refrigerator? Can we even explain how it works? What is electricity? What is light? We experience these things every day of our lives but what good does it do if we find ourselves hurled back in time and we can't even tell people the basic principles much less actually make something that would improve conditions. Name one thing you could make. Could you make a simple wooden match that you could strike on a rock to make a flame? We think we're so great and modern. Moon landings, artificial hearts. But what if you were hurled into a time warp and came face to face with the ancient Greeks. THe Greeks invented trigonometry. They did autopsies and dissections. What could you tell an ancient Greek that he couldn't say, 'Big deal.' Could you tell him about the atom? Atom is a Greek word. THe Greeks knew that the major events in the universe can't be seen by the eye of man. It's waves, it's rays, it's particles." (142)
"Two more nuns appeared, wizened and creaky. My nun said something to them and soon all four of us were charmingly engaged in a childlike dialogue. We did colors, items of clothing, parts of the body. I felt much more at ease in this German-speaking company than I had with the Hitler scholars. Is there something so innocent in the recitation of names that God is pleased? Sister Hermann Marie applied finishing touches to the bullet wound. From my chair I had a clear view of the picture of Kennedy and the Pope in heaven. I had a sneaking admiration for the picture. It made me feel good, sentimentally refreshed. The President still vigorous after death. THe pope's homeliness a kind of radiance. Why shouldn't it be true? Why shouldn't they meet somewhere, advanced in time, against a layer of fluffy cumulus to clasp hands? WHy shouldn't we all meet, as in some epic of protean gods and ordinary people, aloft, well-formed, shining?" (302)
Little terrifying bits, some interesting ideas... overall, was King always such a moralist? The whole thing is a religious fable more than anything elLittle terrifying bits, some interesting ideas... overall, was King always such a moralist? The whole thing is a religious fable more than anything else. Bummer....more
"Healing belonged to their natures, and if the world accused them of coming between men and wives, of tying the disruptive ligature, of knotting the a"Healing belonged to their natures, and if the world accused them of coming between men and wives, of tying the disruptive ligature, of knotting the aiguillette that places the link of impotence or emotional coldness in the entrails of a marriage seemingly secure in its snugly roofed and darkened house, and if the world not merely accused but burned them alive in the tongues of indignant opinion, that was the price they must pay. It was fundamental and instinctive, it was womanly, to want to heal - to apply the poultice of acquiescent flesh to the wound of a man's desire, to give his closeted spirit the exaltation of seeing a witch slip out of her clothes and go sky clad in a room of tawdry motel furniture."
A fun, trashy read. Something about the supernatural elements of the book feels undecided; the spells and incantations are few and rather sudden. Just how intentional is this "witchiness"? I suppose it doesn't really matter. Wouldn't it be nice if women were life and men death, or women powerful and men empty, and women defined by their marriages while men confined... sigh. Oh, Updike, you ass....more
"She knew Lon Baker, and he was dead also. Lon Baker was a colored boy and he was murdered in the alley out behind her father's store. On an April aft"She knew Lon Baker, and he was dead also. Lon Baker was a colored boy and he was murdered in the alley out behind her father's store. On an April afternoon his throat was slashed with a razor blade, and all the alley people disappeared in back doorways, and later it was said his cut throat opened like a crazy shivering mouth that spoke ghost words into the April sun. Lon Baker was dead and Frankie knew him."
I think the aspect I like best about this book is its little moments of near-colloquialism, a particular(ly casual) voice....more
So far, this book is absolutely heartbreaking. It's a very quick read. It's part of my recent growing interest in true crime - how embarrassing. ThankSo far, this book is absolutely heartbreaking. It's a very quick read. It's part of my recent growing interest in true crime - how embarrassing. Thanks to god mailer makes it intellectual. it's so long, over 1000 pages, like if he wrote enough, if he recorded enough, he might find it, see the proof or the explanation of it...