Did I ever mention here on the blog that a LOT of people would consider me to NOT be very "well read"--at least not by traditional cultural and academic standards?
Well then, I would say that I would have to agree with that assessment...particularly if being considered "well read" has anything to do with the amount of time I've forced my eyeballs and ever greying, ever balding, ever diminishing brain cells to stare at the sometimes roaming, possibly boring, always extended phrases of ancient (and not so ancient) written drivelling.
Go ahead and crack out a copy of the NY Times bestseller list and, just like the titles at the local movie theater, most of the time I couldn't even manage an educated guess as the the meaning of the plot and subplots let alone name a leading lady in the "magnificent work" found within.
That said, I did happen to take a little time out recently to read an old well worn copy of Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray.
All I can say is DAAAAAaaaaaaaMMMMMmmmmmmNNnnnnnn...
that Wild(e) sucker could W-R-I-T-E.
Where was this kind of stuff when I was in high school and in my freshman year of college at Georgia Tech when I had to take
I think that I'm going to have these memorable quotes tattooed on my forehead for your enjoyment in the future:
"Nowadays people know the price of everything, and the value of nothing..."
(chapter IV)
and finally:
"We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful..."
(Chapter VIII)
I'll shut up for now and let you think about those thoughts.
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