| The dirty big city Miller hangovers were gone | |
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| The author of the book's introduction boldy asserts that Henry Miller is "the greatest living author" obviously, the edition I read was published prior to Miller's death in 1980 , but I found Miller's frenetic, meandering style tiresome | Miller deploys an Emerson quote in his foreword, the gist of which is that new novels ought to take the form of autobiography and record experience truthfully |
" But that all said, let me just plainly warn you -- whoo man, is this a filthy book, with it unbelievably enough still just as able to shock and offend as when it first came out.
28| It's a book in which men relentlessly revel in degrading women | This opening passage proves it: "I have no money, no resources, no hopes |
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| Bookstore with some of Raoul Dufy's drawings in the window |
It has eaten into our souls and we are nothing but a dead thing like the moon.
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