She asked him why did he not write out his thoughts. For what, he asked her, with careful scorn. To compete with phrasemongers, incapable of thinking consecutively for sixty seconds? To submit himself to the criticisms of an obtuse middle class which entrusted its morality to policemen and its fine arts to impresarios?

— 

—James Joyce, A Painful Case (story 11 of Dubliners)

Reckon I should read Dubliners before I die. I say “before I die” because I just finished writing a paper on Ulysses for class and now Finnegans Wake is on its way in the mail.

Theoccupant that Rueandredful

legsbrewster:

A name that reads like a mistake made at the post office.

Reminds me of the time Lloyds Pharmacy sent me a letter telling me that “the best thing about turning sixty is free eye tests”.

(FW, p. 348)

I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should

— 

Benedict Smith / “I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought” (via benedictsmith)

Yep

It’s all about movement.

(Source: literarylust)

You saw it here, fellow English majors.

• History and Principles of Rhetoric final: 20-page research paper, a final portfolio, a presentation, an exam.

• Irish Lit. final: 20-page research paper.

• My condition: walking pneumonia and overly-caffeinated.

[disclaimer: second meme not made by me]

See original “Rent is Too Damn High” clip here.

(Source: libbykamen)