Archive for October 2008
‘Permanent delusions of grandeur’
From John Lanchester’s Family Romance:
My father used to tell the story of a tutor at his university, a Viennese professor of something or other. Once there was a general conversation about what people would have, if they could have anything in the world . . . When it came to the old professor he sucked his pipe for a moment, and then said, ‘Well, if I could have anything I wanted, anything at all, I think I would choose . . . permanent delusions of grandeur.’
Comparison
NOTE TO SELF: Make a comparison of the evolution of Japanese food from its Chinese ancestry to famous Stalin’s quote, ‘Lenin left the people a great legacy, and we, his heirs, have fucked it up.’
… must you deserve something … ?
Another possible epigraph from the New Statesman, 5/8/02 (direct quotes, which I have converted to dialogue):
WOMAN: Congratulations, Michel. You wrote a great book, and you deserve the Impac prize, every penny of it.
MICHEL HOUELLEBECQ: But you know, I sometimes ask myself, must you deserve something in order to enjoy it?
‘Literary criticism’
From The World Is What It Is:
Would he sign a petition supporting Salman Rushdie, who had been sentenced to death by
Ayatollah Khomeini and was now being defended by every right-thinking littérateur in the
world, with Harold [Pinter] and Antonia [Fraser] leading the charge of the righteous in Lon-
don? No, and for good measure he added, ‘I don’t know his books, but I’ve been aware of
his statements. I found them usually left-wing and trivial and antiquated.’ And what of
Khomeini’s fatwa? ’It’s an extreme form of literary criticism.’
‘Erect penis’
The World Is What It Is contains plenty of scandal — the wife- and mistress-beating; the whoring; etc. — so when I read this:
Margaret told him once more how much she adored him, illustrating the point with
a 1:1 scale drawing of his erect penis, done in dark-brown felt-tip; the penis wore
sunglasses and a lime-green cowboy hat.
I was disappointed at the unexpected coyness. How big was it? Why wasn’t the letter reproduced in the illustrations?
V. S. Naipaul
I’m reading the French biography, now that it’s out in paperback.
A couple of quotes I liked:
<<I profoundly feel that people are letting you down all the time.>>
Aged 14, on Jane Austen: <<Her work really bored me. It is mere gossip.>>