“Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren’t. I’m not surprised some people prefer books. Books make sense of life. The only problem is that the lives they make sense of are other people’s lives, never your own.”
—Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot
Sense of an Ending was one of my favorite recent books.
This is what it looks like when two action stars just happen to be booked for shoulder surgery on the same day at the same hospital: kind of gross.
In case you can’t tell THAT IS A SYRINGE STICKING OUT OF SLY’S NECK.
Pity the poor surgical resident who had to figure out what these two were saying.
Charles Dickens was a naughty kid, and he shouldn’t have done that to his brother.
Novelist Jennifer Egan is a fan who came back to the books and unexpectedly found that Dickens felt modern. “The way that Dickens structured his books has a form that we most readily recognize now from, say, the great TV series, like The Wire or The Sopranos,” says Egan. “There’s one central plot line, but then from that spin off all kinds of subplots. And so he would go off in all sorts of directions and create these amazing secondary characters who would go in and out of focus. But then there was also this sort of central spinal column of a plot that he would return to.” (via Dickens At 200: A Birthday You Can’t ‘Bah Humbug’ : NPR)