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A Necklace of Memorable Days

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"Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self. To be damned is for one's ordinary everyday mode of consciousness to be unremitting agonising preoccupation with self."

Iris Murdoch, The Nice and The Good

What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, and find that the collection had sorted itself and refined itself and coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, and yet steady, tranquil compounds with the aloofness of a work of art. The main requisite, I think, on reading my old volumes, is not to play the part of a censor, but to write as the mood comes or of anything whatever; since I was curious to find how I went for things put in haphazard, and found the significance to lie where I never saw it at the time.

V. Woolf

" She strung the afternoon on the necklace of memorable days, which was not too long for her to be able to recall this one or that one; this view, that city; to finger it, to feel it, to savour, sighing, the quality that made it unique."

Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being


"Why did I write any of my books, after all? For the sake of the pleasure, for the sake of the difficulty. I have no social purpose, no moral message; I've no general ideas to exploit, I just like composing riddles with elegant solutions."

Vladamir Nabokov

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I bought two new books for myself today, both suggested, directly or
indirectly, by paintist. It was paintist who told me about David Hockney's
paintings of dachshunds- and the Elaine de Kooning quotation on paintist's
page reminded me that I've been meaning to read the de Kooning biography for
quite a while.
It was sad to read that there's one less dachshund in the Moblog community.
R.I.P, Frankie!
26th Aug 2006, 01:24   | tags:,

Viv says:

love those dogs

26th Aug 2006, 01:46

swamprose says:

that's terrific hockney. intelligent subject matter. glad to hear you're buying things for yourself. I miss the Paintist.

26th Aug 2006, 03:21

Dhamaka says:

what swamprose says..

26th Aug 2006, 10:52

Viv says:

where's she gone?

26th Aug 2006, 16:02

swamprose says:

I think she is without a phone/camera because it got so wet. I am hoping that is all.

26th Aug 2006, 16:20

swamprose says:

just asked bmal. she's on HOLIDAY ! a vacation from us! how sane.

26th Aug 2006, 16:33

paintist says:

Hi! I'm back...how nice to be missed :-)
They look like very very nice books....love the Hockney one.... I have just bought a book on Cornel...I am really looking forward to reading a bit more about his boxes.

27th Aug 2006, 13:58