#prose

Cormac McCarthy's language is perfect. He is in my view the greatest living American prose stylist. ↗

#greatest #language #living #mccarthy #perfect

When we talk about justice in America we're really talking about justice brought about by the people, not by judges who are tools of the establishment or prosecutors who are are equally tools of the establishment or the wardens or the police officers. ↗

— William Kunstler

#america #brought #by the people #equally #establishment

The lines of poetry, the period of prose, and even the texts of Scripture most frequently recollected and quoted, are those which are felt to be preeminently musical. ↗

— William Shenstone

#felt #frequently #lines #most #musical

Occasionally I find a travel book that is both illuminating and entertaining, where vivid writing and research replace self-indulgence and sloppy prose. ↗

— Arthur Smith

#both #entertaining #find #i #illuminating

APPLES SCENT, You arrive in the basement. Immediatly it catches you. Apples are here, lying on fruit trays, turned crates. You didn't think about it. You had no wish to be flooded by this melancholic wave. But you can't resist. Apple scent is a breaker. How could you manage without this childhood, bitter and sweet ? Shrivelled fruits surely are delicious, from this feak dryness where candied taste seems to have wormed in each wrinkle. But you don't wish to eat them. Particularly don't turn into an identifiable taste this floating power of smell. Say that it smells good, strong? But not ..... It's beyond .... An inner scent, scent of a better oneself. Here is shut up school autumn, with purple ink we scratch paper with down strokes and thin strokes. Rain bangs against glasses, evening will be long .... But apple perfume is more than past. You think about formerly because of fullness and intensity from a remembrance of salpetered cellar, dark attic. But it's to live here, stay here, stand up. You have behind you high herbs and damp orchards. Ahead it's like a warm blow given in the shade. Scent got all browns, all reds with a bit of green acid. Scent distilled skin softness, its tiny roughness. Lips dried, we alreadyt know that this thirst is not to be slaked. Nothing would happen if you bite the white flesh. You would need to become october, mud floor, moss of cellar, rain, expectation. Apple scent is painful. It's from a stronger life, a slowness we deserve no more. ↗

— Philippe Delerm

#life

Paper is the strongest material in the world. Things under which a mountain will crumble, you can place on paper and it will hold: beauty at its most intense; love at its fiercest; the greatest grief; the greatest rage. ↗

— Nadeem Aslam

#beauty

Take care of the sounds and the sense will take care of itself. ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#nonsense #prose #verse #humor

In the world of Big Macks Starbucks coffee and oversized SUVS it was business as usual snort and go ↗

— Saira Viola

#drink-tight #music #business

People say I've had brushes with the law. That's not true. I've had brushes with overzealous prosecutors. ↗

— Edwin W. Edwards

#had #i #law #overzealous #people

There are people who believe in an absolutely transparent prose; with every respect for clarity of expression, I don't. ↗