segunda-feira, junho 20, 2005

Nonada

Ainda sobre Vila-Matas. Aliás, não pensem que ele um niilista, por favor. Ainda sobre começos, alguns dos meus preferidos são:

"Quando a noite caiu em pleno dia sobre Barcelona e o temporal de chuva e vento se desencadeou, Federico Mayol, que há uma semana estava à beira do abismo e naquela tarde vagabundeava, não teve outro remédio além de refugiar-se em um bar da praça Letamandi, pronunciando a palavra desespero."
(Vila-Matas, A Viagem Vertical)

"Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo...."
(Joyce, A Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man)

"One summer afternoon Mrs Oedipa Maas came home from a Tupperware party whose hostess had put perhaps too much kirsch in the fondue to find that she, Oedipa, had been named executor, or she suposed executrix, of the estate of one Pierce Inverarity, a California real estate mogul who had once lost two million dollars in his spare time but still had assets numerous and tangled enough to make the job of sorting it out more than honorary."
(Pynchon, The Crying Of Lot 49)

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