Abelman’s Dry GoodsKansas City, MissouriU.S.A. Mr. I. Abelman, Mongoloid, Esq.:We have received via post your absurd comments about our trousers, the comments revealing, as they did, your total lack o...
A incapacidade de contactar com a realidade é a característica de toda a «arte» americana. Qualquer semelhança entre a arte americana e a natureza americana é pura coincidência, mas isso acontece apen...
The nation as a whole has no contact with reality. That is only one of the reasons why I have always been forced to exist on the fringes of its society, consigned to the Limbo reserved for those who d...
When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occassional cheese dip. John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces
I tried to end our little duel. I called out pacifying words; I entreated; I finally surrendered. Still Clyde came, my pirate costume so great a success that it had apparently convinced him that we we...
Will you please stop screeching like a fishmonger and run along? Don't you have a bottle of muscatel baking in the oven?
Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate.
The only problem that those people have anyway is that they don’t like new cars and hair sprays. That’s why they are put away. They make the other members of the society fearful. Every asylum in this...
She had driven him downtown in the old Plymouth, and while she was at the doctor's seeing about her arthritis, Ignatius had bought some sheet music at Werlein's for this trumpet and a new string for h...
Mrs. Reilly called in that accent that occurs south of New Jersey only in New Orleans, that Hoboken near the Gulf of Mexico.
Mother, when was this coffee dripped? Ignatius demanded, flapping into the kitchen again.Just about a hour ago. Why?It certainly tastes brackish.
Magnolias don't look like that, Ignatius said, thrusting his cutlass at the offending pastel magnolia. You ladies need a course in botany. And perhaps geometry, too.You don't have to look at our work,...
It was a neighborhood that had degenerated from Victorian to nothing in particular, a block that had moved into the twentieth century carelessly and uncaringly—and with very limited funds.
In other words, you want to become totally bourgeois. You people have all been brainwashed. I imagine that you'd like to become a success or something equally vile.
I will probably spend years at the Eye, Ear, Nose, and Throat Hospital having this attended to, Ignatius said, fingering his ear. You may expect to receive some rather staggering medical bills each mo...
Had you ‘artists’ had a part in the decoration of the Sistine Chapel, it would have ended up looking like a particularly vulgar train terminal, Ignatius snorted.
You know, manacles and chains have functions in modern life which their fevered inventors must never have considered in an earlier and simpler age. If I were a suburban developer, I would attach at le...
This...is a new crutch to help you make excuses for your meaningless, impotent existence.
Psycho? The woman's senile. We had to stop at about thirty gas stations on the way over here. Finally I got tired of getting out of the car and showing her which was the Men's and which was the Women'...
The tight trousers that bulged offensively in the crotch in violation of all rules of theology and geometry.