They play gangsters, nowadays, just like boys. They organize rackets. They plan holdups and practice karate. They will rape defenseless adolescents. They wear pants…
ALAIN ROBBE-GRILLETThere is a famous Russian cartoon in which a hippopotamus, in the bush, points out a zebra to another hippopotamus: ‘You see,’ he says, ‘now that’s formalism.
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The art of the novel, however, has fallen into such a state of stagnation – a lassitude acknowledged and discussed by the whole of critical opinion – that it is hard to imagine such an art can survive for long without some radical change.
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To tell the truth, girls are no longer the way they used to be.
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the world is neither meaningful, nor absurd. it quite simply is, and that, in any case, is what is so remarkable about it.
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To many, the solution seems simple enough: such a change being impossible, the art of the novel is dying.
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The reader [as well as the main character] does not view the work from outside. He too is in the labyrinth.
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On n’e chappe pas a’ son sort. One cannot escape destiny.
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What do young girls dream of? Of the knife and of blood.
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It is part of the imaginative process, on the same terms as invention.
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Memory belongs to the imagination.
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There is a famous Russian cartoon in which a hippopotamus, in the bush, points out a zebra to another hippopotamus: ‘You see,’ he says, ‘now that’s formalism.
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Premie’ re approximation: j’e cris pour de truire, en les de crivant avec pre cision, des monstres nocturnes qui menacent d’envahir ma vie e veille e. First general point: I write to destroy, by describing exactly the nocturnal monsters that threaten to invade my waking life.
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Memory belongs to the imagination. Human memory is not like a computer which records things.
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Le lecteur, lui non plus, ne voit pas les choses du dehors. Il est dans le labyrinthe aussi.
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Deux me’ tresou un peu plusse parent donc l’homme de la femme. Two metres, or a little more, separates a man from a woman.
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The true writer has nothing to say. What counts is the way he says it.
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