Lovely readers as you get your Dunce cap on, here's a smattering of quotes from the book that makes me wish I could've met the original Toole! (word play on calling a guy a Tool :):) get it?;))
"I am at this moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."
"It smells terrible in here.' Well, what do you expect? The human body, when confined, produces certain odors which we tend to forget in this age of deodorants and other perversions. Actually, I find the atmosphere of this room rather comforting. Schiller needed the scent of apples rotting in his desk in order to write. I, too, have my needs. You may remember that Mark Twain preferred to lie supinely in bed while composing those rather dated and boring efforts which contemporary scholars try to prove meaningful. Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate."
"...I doubt very seriously whether anyone will hire me.'
"When Fortuna spins you downward, go out to a movie and get more out of life."
"Canned food is a perversion,' Ignatius said. 'I suspect that it is ultimately very damaging to the soul."
"You could tell by the way he talked, though, that he had gone to school a long time. That was probably what was wrong with him."
"I suspect that I am the result of particularly weak conception on the part of my father. His sperm was probably emitted in a rather offhand manner."
"Had that poor Reilly kook really been proud of Levy Pants? He had always said that he was. That was one good sign of his insanity."
"… I avoid that bleak first hour of the working day during which my still sluggish senses and body make ever chore a penance. I find that in arriving later, the work which I do perform is of a much higher quality."
"you can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces."
"I refuse to "look up." Optimism nauseates me. It is perverse. Since man's fall, his proper position in the universe has been one of misery."
"Apparently I am pushing a jinx about the streets. I am certain that I can do better with some other wagon. A new cart, a new start. "
"Between notes, he had contemplated means of destroying Myrna Minkoff but had reached no satisfactory conclusion. His most promising scheme had involved getting a book on munitions from the library, constructing a bomb, and mailing it in plain paper to Myrna. Then he remembered that his library card had been revoked."
"with the breakdown of the medieval system, the gods of chaos, lunacy, and bad taste gained ascendancy."
"employers sense in me a denial of their values...they fear me. i suspect that they can see that i am forced to function in a century which i loathe."
"So we see that even when Fortuna spins us downward, the wheel sometimes halts for a moment and we find ourselves in a good, small cycle within a larger bad cycle. The universe, of course, is based upon the principle of the circle within the circle. At the moment, I am in an inner circle. Of course, smaller circles within this circle are also possible."
"Like a bitch in heat, I seem to attract a coterie of policemen and sanitation officials. "
"My mother is currently associating with some undesirables who are attempting to transform her into an athlete of sorts, deprave specimens of mankind who regularly bowl their way to oblivion."
"When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."
"Once a person was asked to step into this brutal century, anything could happen"
"Mother went out again tonight, looking like a courtesan."
"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's, so I let her pick them herself. I worked out a system. The law of averages. I laid money on her and she came out about fifty-fifty."
"Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate."
"I want that Easter Ham. Where's my Thanksgiving Turkey?" Miss Trixie snarled"
"Leaving New Orleans also frightened me considerably. Outside of the city limits the heart of darkness, the true wasteland begins."
"This liberal doxy must be impaled on the member of a particularly large stallion!"
"I am at this moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."
"It smells terrible in here.' Well, what do you expect? The human body, when confined, produces certain odors which we tend to forget in this age of deodorants and other perversions. Actually, I find the atmosphere of this room rather comforting. Schiller needed the scent of apples rotting in his desk in order to write. I, too, have my needs. You may remember that Mark Twain preferred to lie supinely in bed while composing those rather dated and boring efforts which contemporary scholars try to prove meaningful. Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate."
"...I doubt very seriously whether anyone will hire me.'
"When Fortuna spins you downward, go out to a movie and get more out of life."
"Canned food is a perversion,' Ignatius said. 'I suspect that it is ultimately very damaging to the soul."
"You could tell by the way he talked, though, that he had gone to school a long time. That was probably what was wrong with him."
"I suspect that I am the result of particularly weak conception on the part of my father. His sperm was probably emitted in a rather offhand manner."
"Had that poor Reilly kook really been proud of Levy Pants? He had always said that he was. That was one good sign of his insanity."
"… I avoid that bleak first hour of the working day during which my still sluggish senses and body make ever chore a penance. I find that in arriving later, the work which I do perform is of a much higher quality."
"you can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces."
"I refuse to "look up." Optimism nauseates me. It is perverse. Since man's fall, his proper position in the universe has been one of misery."
"Apparently I am pushing a jinx about the streets. I am certain that I can do better with some other wagon. A new cart, a new start. "
"Between notes, he had contemplated means of destroying Myrna Minkoff but had reached no satisfactory conclusion. His most promising scheme had involved getting a book on munitions from the library, constructing a bomb, and mailing it in plain paper to Myrna. Then he remembered that his library card had been revoked."
"with the breakdown of the medieval system, the gods of chaos, lunacy, and bad taste gained ascendancy."
"employers sense in me a denial of their values...they fear me. i suspect that they can see that i am forced to function in a century which i loathe."
"So we see that even when Fortuna spins us downward, the wheel sometimes halts for a moment and we find ourselves in a good, small cycle within a larger bad cycle. The universe, of course, is based upon the principle of the circle within the circle. At the moment, I am in an inner circle. Of course, smaller circles within this circle are also possible."
"Like a bitch in heat, I seem to attract a coterie of policemen and sanitation officials. "
"My mother is currently associating with some undesirables who are attempting to transform her into an athlete of sorts, deprave specimens of mankind who regularly bowl their way to oblivion."
"When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."
"Once a person was asked to step into this brutal century, anything could happen"
"Mother went out again tonight, looking like a courtesan."
"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's, so I let her pick them herself. I worked out a system. The law of averages. I laid money on her and she came out about fifty-fifty."
"Veneration of Mark Twain is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate."
"I want that Easter Ham. Where's my Thanksgiving Turkey?" Miss Trixie snarled"
"Leaving New Orleans also frightened me considerably. Outside of the city limits the heart of darkness, the true wasteland begins."
"This liberal doxy must be impaled on the member of a particularly large stallion!"
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