I like you roger, so I’m going to kill you last.
You’ve got your ways to keep yourself entertained, you do.
Hey you Brit, I don’t want to hear you critisizing any foods. Unless it’s French food. They deserve a few shots since Chirac started insulting half of Europe.
Can this hijack get anymore pointless?
“No one means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous.” – Henry Adams
Junior modding, eh?
Is that from Tropic of Cancer? Never read his books, but I enjoyed the film with Uma Thurman and the little Spanish-looking bird.
That would be Maria de Medeiros. If you are familar enough with the looks, manner and personality of Anais Nin it is hard to believe what an excellent job Ms. de Medeiros did in portraying her.
I’ve read a fair amount of Miller and the above didn’t really sound like him to my amateur ear, so I performed a quick Google search and found that the quote is attributed to Henry Adams.
I know you love to read and I would heartily recommend “A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953.” It’s a fascinating read, especially given that both parties were writers to begin with.
I enjoy reading Miller more for his style than for what he actually has to say. His command of phrasing and punctuation is such that you feel you’re truly in a conversation with him rather than just listening to someone expound upon this thing or that…though frankly, some of this may be lost on you as a result of our countries’ linguistic differences, much like English humor to the American ear and American humor to the English ear.
I enjoyed Anais Nin’s diaries very much until I learned what a monstrous liar she was in real life, and how she felt it was perfectly legitimate to make things up - biographically speaking - in order to make for a more interesting read in her diaries. Much of what made her writing fascinating was the notion that someone could really live such a fascinating life, and once it’s discovered that any particular event or conversation could just as easily been made up out of whole cloth, it takes a great deal of pleasure out of her writing, at least for me. Fiction is all well and good (I’m reading a fictional work right now, as a matter of fact) but when one is supposed to be reading about real-life events one really wants to be reading about real life events, not the product of a mind making things up just to be interesting (which is particularly vexing given that her life was plenty interesting as it was). However, I would recommend some of her non-diary work such as Little Birds, Delta of Venus, A Spy in the House of Love and many of her other genuine works of fiction.
Oops! Major hijack. :smack:
Sorry about that…but hopefully, since no else has posted here since the 9th, my error won’t be too egregious. I was searching for roger’s comments on a trip to France when I came upon his Henry and June post and I just took it from there. I believe I assumed, without really giving it conscious thought, that I was in Cafe Society.
Thanks for the recommendations, Starvers. Interestingly, George Orwell really enjoyed Miller’s company (they met when O was down and out in Paris) and his congeniality. Opposites attract? Probably more like opposites aren’t really opposites. Passionate people often get on, even if they are passionate about seemingly irreconcilable things. The old saw (bore?) about two countries separated by a common language is a bit the same. Humor is humour, and - to quote my favourite axiom - where there’s a will there’s a way.
And might I say that I am tickled pink that you did a search for my posts. Made my day that has.