Thursday, May 23, 2024

the last book I ever read (Asleep in the Sun (New York Review Books Classics) by Adolfo Bioy Casares, excerpt two)

from Asleep in the Sun by Adolfo Bioy Casares:

That night of my birthday, Professor Standle, talking about dogs, cornered everybody’s attention. It was remarkable how those present became interested not only in dog training, but in the school’s organization. I am the first—if the professor is not lying—to recognize the school’s results, and I won’t deny that for the space of one or two minutes those animal stories bewitched me. While others spoke of the advantages and disadvantages of the training collar, I let myself be carried away by pure fantasy and in my heart of hearts I wondered if those who denied that dogs had souls were in the right. As the professor says, between their intelligence and ours there is only a difference of degree, but I’m not sure that difference always exists. Some pupils of the school develop—if I can rely on the German’s accounts—just like honest-to-God human beings.



Wednesday, May 22, 2024

the last book I ever read (Asleep in the Sun (New York Review Books Classics) by Adolfo Bioy Casares, excerpt one)

from Asleep in the Sun by Adolfo Bioy Casares:

I know that some people said I wasn’t lucky in marriage. Outsiders would do better not to talk about private affairs, because they’re generally wrong. But who would dare tell the neighbors and the family: you are outsiders.



Sunday, May 19, 2024

the last book I ever read (A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone, excerpt fourteen)

from A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone:

Rheinhardt, after unsteadily introducing several of the speakers and retiring to the gunfighter’s labyrinth for a last marijuana cigarette, had conceived a passion for the greenness of the grass.

“Farley,” he kept saying, “look at that grass!”



Saturday, May 18, 2024

the last book I ever read (A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone, excerpt thirteen)

from A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone:

He took a five dollar bill from the bar, walked to the girl and put it in her hand.

“I bring you good news,” he said. “Never – ever – in your entire life will you see me again. I solemnly assure you of that. Under no circumstances.”

The girl took the money without looking at him.



Friday, May 17, 2024

the last book I ever read (A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone, excerpt twelve)

from A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone:

He poured out a shot and drank it, grimacing.

“You’re the only one I know who gets so mad on pot.”



Thursday, May 16, 2024

the last book I ever read (A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone, excerpt eleven)

from A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone:

“Why, you see,” he said swallowing, “they send me her benefits because I manages her business affairs.”

“Doesn’t she have to sign for them?”

“He signs for them,” Clotho said.

Hollywood Rainey began to perspire under his makeup.

“Uh, I sign for them,” he said very slowly, “yes, uh that’s correct. I act as her powerful attorney.”



Wednesday, May 15, 2024

the last book I ever read (A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone, excerpt ten)

from A Hall of Mirrors by Robert Stone:

“How?” Marvin said. “Why does anyone come to California, man. The sea, the sky, the air, man!”

“This isn’t California, Marv,” the girl said gently. “This is Louisiana here.”

Marvin started to his feet in alarm. “Louisiana,” he cried. “Louisiana! Holy shit, man, that ain’t no place to be! We gotta get out of here.”

“Louisiana is where New Orleans is, man,” the girl explained. “There’s no way around it, actually. California was another time.”