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Tuesday, July 19, 2005
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"Do you see him? Do you see the story? Do you see anything? It seems I am trying to tell you a dream--making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream-sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is the very essence of dreams...no, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence--that which makes its truth, its meaning--its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream--alone..."
- Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
am currently re-reading it, in valiant attempt to attain an A for my prelims [REALLY. I REALLY WANT TO. whether i get it is another thing altogether], and well, i liked that chunk when i first read it, and i still like it now. it really is beautiful.
+ posted by M @ 10:04 PM
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