Sartre - nausea

My memories are like the coins in the devil's purse; when it was opened, nothing was found in it but dead leaves

Big Sur - Jack Kerouac

The rambling of a drunken man travelling back and forth to a log cabin. Of its time, and perhaps the time has gone.


“One fast move or I'm gone,' I realize, gone the way of the last three years of drunken hopelessness which is a physical and spiritual and metaphysical hopelessness you can't learn in school no matter how many books on existentialism or pessimisn you read, or how many jugs of vision-producing Ayahuasca drink, or Mescaline take, or Peyote goop up with -”

Rilke - The notes of Malte Laurids Brigge

As time went on, he had developed an exaggerated admiration for those who, like the student, walked around and could stand the motion of the earth.

Big Sur

The blue sky adds 'Don't call me eternity, call me God if you like, all of you talkers are in Paradise 

Bernhard Schlink - The Reader

Read it on the train to London and back. A good story, but either lost in translation or just basic writing; just seemed poorly written. .

A Winter's Tale - William Shakespeare

Saw Kenneth Branagh and Judi Dench in 'A Winter's Tale. Opening night too (well last night it was). At the Garrick Theatre in London. Absolutely excellent stuff. They can act the likes of Cumberbatch off the stage in seconds!

Sudhir Hazareesingh - How the French think

Nice view on the French collective. A mixed up land of confused individuals and Cartesian opposites.

Public Image Limited

Forgot to mention... Saw PIL in Norwich last week. Fantastic! Finally got to see Johnny Rotten