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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

litwindowpane




for Suzanne: near sunset, my living room window.

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Show us your panes?

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Am trying to reread Caleb Williams. Do I have to? Yes. Where's the sun? Would rather sleep in the big blue chair. This isn't grad school any more, you know, you're too old to sleep in the big blue chair. Nevertheless, I'm inviting the cat. You'll sneeze and get itchy eyes. I know. It's okay.

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"Terror was the order of the day." Godwin, 29 October 1795, on why he killed the original preface.

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Order being the word to weigh: logic, prescription, coherent arrangement as opposed to disorder, as well as authority, as well as rank, as well as chronology and narrative, and business to execute, and ruling institution: terror, the organizing principle.

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"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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