Author: Gilbert Sorrentino

Cites

• Robert Pinget (1)
  • IN: Little Casino (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: When you look through binoculars, you are holding an instrument of precision and you see very clearly a small cabin which would seem quite indistinct without the binoculars. So you say, “Well, well, it’s just like another one I know, they are almost alike,” and as soon as you say that you no longer see it, in your mind you are comparing it with the one you think came before, while, in fact, it comes after. Truth means binoculars, precision, the thing that really comes first is the binoculars. You should say, “Well, well, these binoculars are almost the cabin.”
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, France
• Joseph Cornell (1)
  • IN: Little Casino (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Although we may catalogue a kind of chain mysterious is the force that holds the chain together
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, US
• James Joyce (1)
  • IN: Lunar Follies (2005) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: … while the ears, be we mikealls or nicholists, may sometimes be inclined to believe others the eyes, whether browned or nolensed, find it devilish hard now and again even to believe itself.
    FROM: Finnegan's Wake, (1939), Novel, Ireland
• Philip Guston (1)
  • IN: Lunar Follies (2005) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: You’re painting a shoe; you start painting the sole, and it turns into a moon; you start painting the moon, and it turns into a piece of bread.
    FROM: NULL, (1970), NULL, US
• T. S. Eliot (1)
  • IN: A Strange Commonplace (2006) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Ridiculous the waste sad time Stretching before and after.
    FROM: Burnt Norton, (1936), Poem, UK
• William Carlos Williams (1)
  • IN: A Strange Commonplace (2006) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I passed through extraordinary places, as vivid as any I ever saw where the storm had broken the barrier and let through a strange commonplace: Long, deserted avenues with unrecognized names at the corners and drunken looking people with completely foreign manners.
    FROM: The Forgotten City, (1944), Poem, US
• Henry James (1)
  • IN: The Abyss of Human Illusion (2010) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: He sat and stared at the sea, which appeared all surface and twinkle, far shallower than the spirit of man. It was the abyss of human illusion that was the real, the tideless deep.
    FROM: The Middle Years, (1893), Short Story, England/US
• Erik Satie (1)
  • IN: Aberration of Starlight (1980) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Although our information is incorrect, we do not vouch for it
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, France
• Guillaume Apollinaire (1)
  • IN: Aberration of Starlight (1980) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Lis n’egalent pas leurs destins Indecis commes feuilles mortes
    FROM: Marizibill, (1913), Poem, France
• Cesar Vallejo (1)
  • IN: Aberration of Starlight (1980) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: iQuien no escribe una carta? iQuien no habla de un asunto muy importante, muriendo de costumbre y llorando de oido?
    FROM: Altura y Pelos, (1939), Poem, Peru
• NULL (1)
  • IN: Aberration of Starlight (1980) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: aberration of starlight… The true path of light from a star to an observer is along the straight line from the star to the observer; but, because of the component of the observer’s velocity in a direction perpendicular to the direction to the star, the light appears to be traveling along a path at an angle to the true direction to the star.
    FROM: The New Columbia Encyclopedia, (None), NULL, NULL