Summer Reading
With the end of summer also comes an end of me actually finishing novels. During the school year I usually spend my reading time just trying to keep up with our barrage of magazines. But in the summer, and particularly if I travel, I read a lot. And on my trip I got caught up with a whole bunch of books I've been meaning to finish for a while. Below are quotes from ones I read. Please comment on any you have an opinion on, or just share a particularly good book your read this summer.
Saul Bellow: The Victim "'I say you're entirely to blame, Levanthal.'"
Robert Rosenberg: this is not civilization "The idea of using porn films to encourage dairy cows to breed was a poor one."
John Fante: Ask The Dust "Don't call me a son of a bitch! I am Bandini, Arturo Bandini!"
Ismail Kadare: Broken April "Half an hour later, they brought the man's body. Following the custom, they had him on a litter made of four beet branches. Some still hoped that he was not dead. The victim's father waited at the door of his house. When the men bearing his son were forty paces off, he called: 'What have you brought me? A wound or a death?'"
Jonathan Lethem: The Fortress of Solitude "His skully boards were straight and clean, the four corners numbered elegantly, one, two, three, four, the winner's zone in the center embellished with a double circle, his own innovation. This, like his choice of slate, became institutional, so much that one day Lonnie and Marilla scoffingly insisted it had always been that way, and Dylan's authorship of the double-ringed winner's circle was permanently obscured."
Saul Bellow: The Victim "'I say you're entirely to blame, Levanthal.'"
Robert Rosenberg: this is not civilization "The idea of using porn films to encourage dairy cows to breed was a poor one."
John Fante: Ask The Dust "Don't call me a son of a bitch! I am Bandini, Arturo Bandini!"
Ismail Kadare: Broken April "Half an hour later, they brought the man's body. Following the custom, they had him on a litter made of four beet branches. Some still hoped that he was not dead. The victim's father waited at the door of his house. When the men bearing his son were forty paces off, he called: 'What have you brought me? A wound or a death?'"
Jonathan Lethem: The Fortress of Solitude "His skully boards were straight and clean, the four corners numbered elegantly, one, two, three, four, the winner's zone in the center embellished with a double circle, his own innovation. This, like his choice of slate, became institutional, so much that one day Lonnie and Marilla scoffingly insisted it had always been that way, and Dylan's authorship of the double-ringed winner's circle was permanently obscured."
posted by chuckdaddy2000 at 11:26 am
2 Comments:
Sure CDX, you were really reading Sweet Valley High all summer.
No, I swear I really read those (and just maybe a few Choose Your Own Adventures). Although, as of now, I've been reduced to Sports Illustrated and the gossip page of The Living Section...
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