"Ben remembered reading about curators in WONDERSTRUCK, and thought about what it meant to curate your own life as his dad had done...What would it be"Ben remembered reading about curators in WONDERSTRUCK, and thought about what it meant to curate your own life as his dad had done...What would it be like to pick and choose the objects and stories that would go into your own cabinet? How would Ben curate HIS own life? And then, thinking about his museum box, and his house, and his books, and the secret room, he realized he'd already begun doing it. Maybe, thought Ben, we are all cabinets of wonders." (574)...more
EVERYONE! It has arrived-- the next book that will take a permanent place on my shelf as a member of a small collection that will live with me, to beEVERYONE! It has arrived-- the next book that will take a permanent place on my shelf as a member of a small collection that will live with me, to be revisited again and again. Originally, I was drawn to it because of the cartography connection (to my Senior thesis)-- but there is so so much here; it's a quiet, curious, precise and unnervingly insightful little story in a hefty, bursting volume, with layers upon layers to be excavated and investigated and savored...Nothing short of brilliant. I NEED to read more about what the author, Reif Larsen, has to say about its birth and creation...
[As I reread the book, I will add more here, but for now, a list of my favorite maps/diagrams, and then the quotations...:]
"A Short History of Our Phone Cord" -17 (remember when phones HAD cords??) "The Four Components of Adventure": Guns and Knives, Adventure Pants, Magnifying Glasses, A Map!" -103 "When did a Short become a Pant (And Other Modern Dilemmas)" -251 "An Impromptu Map of My Dimensions" (for a tuxedo)- 291 "When Does a Child Become an Adult?" -295 "Cartography is Useless" -351
"...there was never a map that got it all right, and truth and beauty were never married to one anoter for long." -16
"I didn't often remember that I was twelve years old. Life was too busy to dwell on things like age, but at this moment, faced with a great misunderstanding fabricated by grown-ups, I suddenly felt the full weight of my youth, painfully and acutely..." - 26
"A novel is a tricky thing to map. At times the invented landscape provided me with shelter from the burdens of having to chart the real world in its entirety. But this escapism was always tempered by a certain emptiness: I knew I was deceiving myself through a work of fiction. Perhaps balancing the joys of escapism with the awareness of deception was the whole point of why we read novels, but I was never able to successfully manage the simultaneous suspension of the real and the fictive. Maybe you just needed to be an adult in order to perform this high-wire act of believing and not-believing at the same time." -36-7
"I had learned that the representation was not the real thing, but in a way this dissonance was what made it so good: the distance between the map and the territory allowed us breathing room to figure out where we stood." - 57
"As I began to read Dr. Clair's notebook, I realized how personal a person's handwriting actually is. I had never thought of Dr. Clair as separate from the way she wrote: those E's that looked like half 8's had always been just a part of her. But sitting on this train so far away from the coccoon of her study, I now saw that my mother's handwriting was not a given but the result of a life lived. These familiar flicks of the wrist had been honed by a thousand little influences: school teachers, childhood poetry sessions, failed scientific ventures, maybe even love letters..." -144
"Perhaps the family tree was not the best natural metphor for tracing your genealogy back in time from the single quivering stalk of your existence to the many roots of your ancestors. Trees grow upward, and thus they would be growing back in time...It seemed better to picture the forking and joining of the Spivets and the Ostervilles as the forks and splits of a river. And yet such an image raised parallel questions of choice: were bends of the river guided only by chance-- by wind, by erosion, by the fitful heave and sigh of their granulated shores? Or was there a prefixed destination dictated by the sequence of bedrock beneath the riverbed?" - 176
"'In theory, both field- religion and science- are adaptive by nature...This is why they are so successful at propogating, because they make room for new interpretations, new ideas.'" (Mr. Englethorpe)-190
"The Map of Accompaniment-- or, Loneliness in Transit"...Gradually, however, a larger narrative emerged: of 93 people observed, 51 were walking or driving alone. And of these, 64% were listening to earphones or talking on cellular phones, perhaps to distract themselves from the fact that they were traveling alone." -252
one of my favorites. and i love even more, perhaps, the way in which zafon speaks about his writing, and writing in general. i would love to sit downone of my favorites. and i love even more, perhaps, the way in which zafon speaks about his writing, and writing in general. i would love to sit down with him and have him tell me a story... from a recent interview: "I believe it was Umberto Eco who said that writers who say they write for themselves and do not care about having an audience are full of shit, and that the only thing you write for yourself is your grocery shopping list. I couldn't agree more. "
**spoiler alert** Maggie Tulliver: how I love this wild gypsy girl of the first three books! The end is horrifying, but she dies long before those fin**spoiler alert** Maggie Tulliver: how I love this wild gypsy girl of the first three books! The end is horrifying, but she dies long before those final pages......more