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PARIS Books - Omar Reviews

Whether it’s books, movies or any media art form, you do not have to look far to find a setting in PARIS. Here are some quotes from two of my favorite books, Earnest Hemingway's A Moveable Feast' and a few other books,quotes and links...


Earnest Hemingway – A Moveable Feast
6 I’ve seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.
13 I was learning something from the painting of Cezanne that made writing simple true sentences far from enough to make the stories have dimensions.
14 they all tasted like the fruits they came from, converted into a controlled fire on your tongue that warned you and loosened it. Gertrude Stein:
15 “But you don’t get the point at all,” she said, “You mustn’t write anything that is inaccrochable. There is no point in it. It’s wrong and it’s silly.” Adjective. inaccrochable (comparative more inaccrochable, superlative most inaccrochable) (of a painting) Unable to be hung (or sold), especially because of sexual content. (of a book) Unable to be published, especially because of sexual content.
16 “No one who is not very rich can do both. Pay no attention to your clothes and no attention at all to the mode, and buy your clothes for comfort and durability, and you will have the clothes money to buy pictures.”
21 In the night we were happy with our own knowledge we already had and other knowledge we had acquired in the mountains
26 I had learned already never to empty the well of my well of my writing, but always to stop well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
30 I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be
45 With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life. This was the only truly sad time in Paris because it was unnatural. You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would blow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.
49 When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that were as good as spring itself.
51 It was all part of the fight against poverty that you never win except by not spending.
62 By then I knew that everything good and bad left an emptiness when it stopped.
69 You got very hungry when you did not eat enough in Paris because all the bakery shops had such good things in the windows and people ate outside at tables on the sidewalk so that you saw and smelled the food.
***104 They say the seeds of what we will do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those who make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure.

Anais Nin Henry and June
1 The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it.
4 Abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.
7 He’s stirred me but I don’t love him, I don’t want him. As soon as I know this (his desire, pointing at me, is like a sword between us)
11 He repudiates form. He writes as we think, on various levels at once, with seeming irrelevance, seeming chaos. Men need other things besides a sexual recipient. They have to be soothed, lulled, understood, helped, encouraged, and listened to.
21 Hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver.
33 The love between women is a refuge and an escape into harmony. In the love between man and woman there is resistance and conflict. Two women do not judge each other, brutalize each other, or find anything to ridicule. They surrender to sentimentality, mutual understanding, romanticism. Such love is death, I’ll admit.
35 Ther are a lot of instincts that should not be lived out because they are decayed and putrid.
36 The first thing June and Henry would do would be to initiate us into poverty, starvation, drabness just to share their sufferings. That is the weakest way of enjoying life: to let it whip you. Pain is something to master, not to wallow in.
38 I thought that he lacked a certain capacity for enjoying the uncommon
39 All Henry’s instincts are good, not in the nauseating Christian sense but in the simple human sense. Even the ferocity of his writing is not monstrous or intellectual but human.
53 What I have been dreaming of, just such a man’s desire of me, now I reject. The moment has come to sink in sensuality, without love or drama, and I cannot do it. 64 you feel the movements of its joy like the undulations of a symphony, not the static clay heaviness, but the dancing of it in your arms. You will not break me. You are molding me like a sculptor. The faun is to be made a woman
66 as a woman I adore your courage, I adore the pain it engenders
76 The best of lies are half-truths
99 Is how one is loved always so important? Is it so imperative that one should be loved absolutely or greatly?
103 Henry has killed my seriousness. It couldn’t survive his changing moods, from beggar to god, from satyr to poet, from madman to realist. What I understand, I also simultaneously accept
135 I expect everybody to be good. It is evil which fascinates me
163 I began to write in the train, to balance the seven-leagued boot leaping of my life with the ant activity of the pen. The ant words rushed back and forth carrying crumbs: such heavy crumbs. Bigger than the ants. An organdy dress
170 The trick of literature in eliminating the unessential
176 two times out of three, I kept myself passive, waiting for all the activity in the man, as if I did not want to be responsible for what I was enjoying
177 need of costuming Costume, for me has been an external expression of my secret lack of confidence
178 Love reduces the complexity of living
179 I get frantically hungry, and the food I eat gives me a lingering pleasure. I never ate before in this deep carnal way. I have only three desires now, to eat, to sleep, and to fuck.
180 Is it always to be the same? One does not meet the match to one’s state of being, one’s phase, one’s mood never, we are sitting on seesaws.
183 I thought, it isn’t strong women who make men weak, but weak men who make women overstrong
204 I do not want solitude, introspection, work. I want pleasure.
211-12 is he more innocent than I am? Or does one trust when one’s self is so integral?
246 Am I hypnotized, fascinated by evil because I have none in me? Or is there in me the greatest secret evil?
258 Lies are a sign of weakness
266 We believe in living not only as human beings but as creators, adventurers.
274 I can still love passionately without believing. That means I love humanly.

Sylvia Beach – Shakespeare and Company
10 The Palais Royal did not reform with the passing years. Its arcades were frequented by the rakes and no wonder, what with its” jewelry” shops, lending libraries and the courtesans who paraded their half-naked charms
111 The artist Man Ray and his pupil Berenice Abbott, who assisted him for awhile were the official portraitists of “the Crowd.” The walls of my bookshop were covered with their photographs. To be “done” by Man Ray and Berenice Abbott meant you were rated as somebody.
117 Scott (Fitzgerald) and Zelda always left money on a plate in the hall of the house where they lived, so that people coming with bills or those to be tipped could simply help themselves.

Cara Black – Murder in the Marais
154 He remembered something his uncle, a bachelor who had many mistresses, had said: once you’ve got them laughing, they’re yours.
172 Paris was the city for walking when words fail.
Kiki The Queen of Montparnasse
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alice_Prin

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csEDMzs3SXo
The Starfish L’etoile de mer Man Ray Film 1929


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