We fall in love with a smile, the look in someone's eyes, a shoulder. That is enough; then during the long hours of hope or sadness, we create a person, we compose a character.Marcel Proust, The Fugitive, translated by Peter Collier (London: Penguin, 2003), 496
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark Illinois:
The Carbondale attorney said he wasn’t running as a "spoiler" candidate but as a viable alternative to Blagojevich and Topinka.Rich Whitney is the Illinois Green Party's candidate for governor.
"You cannot spoil something that is already rotten," Whitney told reporters during a stop in Springfield.
There's a wonderful hypothesis making its way through the world -- that Jim Davis' Garfield strips can be improved by removing Garfield's thought balloons. My son Ben and I have been testing this hypothesis by means of the scientific method (i.e., by reading Garfield in the morning). Here's one experiment:
Removing the thought balloon from the final panel removes Garfield's lame quip -- "You'd think staplers would come with a manual." (No, you wouldn't; Jon's just a klutz.) And without the thought balloon, it's not as clear what's happened to Jon, especially as his staple is no longer very recognizable as such. And "THUD," along with Garfield's impassive stare, is a sufficient punchline. Thus the strip becomes funny and surreal and even tragic -- Jon stumbling about, Garfield enduring, like Shakespeare's Gloucester and Lear, or Beckett's Vladimir and Estragon. O agony! O Garfield!
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[W]e can find everything in our memory: it is a kind of pharmacy or chemical laboratory, where one's hand may fall at any moment on a sedative drug or a dangerous poison.Marcel Proust, The Prisoner, translated by Carol Clark (London: Penguin, 2003), 361
Reality is the cleverest of our enemies. It directs its attacks at those points in our heart where we were not expecting them, and where we had prepared no defense.Marcel Proust, The Prisoner, translated by Carol Clark (London: Penguin, 2003), 360
Here's a passage from the Aeneid in three translations. The Trojan hero Aeneas is recounting the fall of Troy to Dido, queen of Carthage. In this passage, Aeneas offers an extended (epic) simile to characterize the Greek warrior Pyrrhus (Achilles' son, also known as Neoptolemus). Pyrrhus is soon seen breaking down doors, hunting down the Trojan warrior Politës, and killing the Trojan king Priam at his own altar. (Virgil spares his reader the details of Priam's beheading.) In this simile, Pyrrhus is a figure of sinister phallic force:
Just at the outer doors of the vestibuleA few details that strike me: Fitzgerald's "sprang" instantly makes Pyrrhus a figure of frightening energy. "Writhes into the light" has an eerie beauty but seems at odds with the sudden movement of "sprang." Lombardo's Pyrrhus is more a warrior who's ready for his close-up, basking in the spotlight and puffing up with pride. "Venomous and swollen" stands out as choice phrasing. (Here, as in his translations of Homer, Lombardo sets off epic similes with italics.) Fagles' translation is striking in its over-the-top alliteration but sometimes bewildering in its diction. "Prancing in arms" seems unintentionally funny (is Pyrrhus camping it up?), and "sheath," which might suggest a sheath dress or, alas, a condom (British slang), seems like a very oddly chosen word.
Sprang Pyrrhus, all in bronze and glittering,
As a serpent, hidden swollen underground
By a cold winter, writhes into the light,
On vile grass fed, his old skin cast away,
Renewed and glossy, rolling slippery coils,
With lifted underbelly rearing sunward
And triple-tongue aflicker.
Robert Fitzgerald, 1983
*
Framed by the portal to the entrance court
Pyrrhus stood in his glory, haloed in bronze,
As a snake raised on poison basks in the
light
After a cold winter has kept him
underground,
Venomous and swollen. Now, having
sloughed
His old skin, glistening with youth, he puffs
out
His breast and slides his lubricious coils
Toward the sun, flicking his three-forked
tongue.
Stanley Lombardo, 2005
*
There at the very edge of the front gates
springs Pyrrhus, son of Achilles, prancing in
arms,
aflash in his shimmering brazen sheath like a
snake
buried the whole winter long under frozen turf,
swollen to bursting, fed full on poisonous
weeds
and now it springs into light, sloughing its old
skin
to glisten sleek in its newfound youth, its back
slithering,
coiling, its proud chest rearing high to the sun,
its triple tongue flickering through its fangs.
Robert Fagles, 2006
It's Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day:
rhadamanthine \rad-uh-MAN-thun\ adjective
often capitalized : rigorously strict or just
Example sentence:
The judge took the maliciousness of the crime into account and decided upon a rhadamanthine punishment.
Did you know?
In Greek mythology, there were three judges of the underworld: Minos, Aeacus, and Rhadamanthus. Minos, a son of Zeus and Europa, had been the king of Crete before becoming supreme judge in the underworld after his death. Aeacus, another son of Zeus, was king of Aegina before joining the underworld triumvirate. Rhadamanthus, brother of Minos and king of the Cyclades Islands, was especially known for being inflexible when administering his judgment -- hence, the meaning of "rhadamanthine" as "rigorously strict or just."
