Alice Reyes Quotes

But one shelf was a little neater than the rest and here I noted the following sequence which for a moment seemed to form a vague musical phrase, oddly familiar: Hamlet, La morte d’Arthur, The Bridge of San Luis Rey, Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, South Wind, The Lady with the Dog, Madame Bovary, The Invisible Man, Le Temps Retrouvé, Anglo-Persian Dictionary, The Author of Trixie, Alice in Wonderland, Ulysses, About Buying a Horse, King Lear … The melody gave a small gasp and faded.

Querría ser…, tan amable…, -jadeó Alicia después de correr un rato más- de parar un minuto…, sólo para…, recobrar el aliento? - Tan amable, sí soy -contestó el Rey- sólo que fuerte no lo soy tanto. Ya sabes lo veloz que corre un minuto. ¡Intentar pararlo sería como querer alcanzar a un zamarrajo!

The two of them had fallen into the habit of bartering knowledge whenever she visited. He schooled her in jazz, in bebop and exotic bossa nova, playing his favorites for her while he painted- Slim Gaillard, Rita Reys, King Pleasure, and Jimmy Giuffre- stabbing the air with his brush when there was a particular passage he wanted her to note. In turn, she showed him the latest additions to her birding diary- her sketches of the short-eared owl and American wigeon, the cedar waxwing and late warblers. She explained how the innocent-looking loggerhead shrike killed its prey by biting it in the back of the neck, severing the spinal cord before impaling the victim on thorns or barbed wire and tearing it apart. "Good grief," he'd said, shuddering. "I'm in the clutches of an avian Vincent Price.

It's a psychological fantasy of the dream type, more like Kafka I suppose, or like 'The Man Who Was Thursday.' There is no fantasy premise: that is, a fantastic postulate from which things proceed logically; the beginning is natural, factual, normal, as in Hubbard's 'Fear;' the ordinary world, in fact. From there, the book 'degenerates into sheer fantasy,' as my agent puts it. It progresses, I would say, into greater and deeper levels of fantasy; a trip into the dream-regions of symbolism, the unconscious, etc. as one finds in 'Alice in Wonderland,' where the work ends with a final cataclysm of dream-fantasy. I'm saying all this because my point is this: I'm not sure a reader of fantasy would consider this a fantasy. He might consider this merely 'morbid neurotic psychological investigations for sick minds' as del Rey tends to put it. Actually, I think all human minds, sick or well, have regions of dream-symbolism; I see nothing morbid in these symbolistic worlds . . . they have their own logic and structure, their own typical relationships, as Lewis Carroll showed. Not a chaotic or formless world, at all . . . a world that fascinates me. But perhaps not of interest to fantasy readers. Yet, I don't know what else to call this. I call Kafka's work 'fantasies,' for want of a better name. Or Conrad Aiken's ' Silent Snow, Secret Snow.' Or even THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN, and certainly Molnar's 'Liliom,' or the plays of the Capek brothers, or that ghastly Maeterlinck 'Bluebird' thing, and certainly Ibsen's 'Peer Gynt.' To me, the myth and the dream are related; I see myths as symbolistic proto-type experiences, archaic and timeless, occurring in the individual subconscious. The fairy tale, the myth, the dream, are all related. And I see nothing morbid in it . . . the button molder, in 'Peer Gynt' absolutely terrifies me. I sense meaning, there. I can't exactly define it rationally . . . perhaps that's why Ibsen chose to present it that way; perhaps these symbols can't be reduced to exact literal descriptions. Like poetic images, they can't be translated.

Callebaut, El Rey, Ghirardelli, Guittard, Lindt, Michel Cluizel, Scharffen Berger, and Valrhona.

 Bingo Junio- Julio- Agosto  Vòmito (libro que te haya generado molestias): La mediadora, Lena Valenti. El libro esta muy bueno, la protagonista ve fantasmas y gente muerta pero las escenas de sexo me generaron mucha molestia, llego el punto que quise dejar de leer. Suciedad (un libro que exponga las miserias de la sociedad: El lazarillo de Tormes, Anonimo. Un clàsico de la literatura, Lazaro nos cuenta como paso tantas miserias siendo Lazarillo y como llego a donde esta ahora.  Cèsped (libro donde la ambientaciòn sea un espacio verde): El rey leon. Simba, hijo del rey, es exiliado cuando su Tìo toma el trono y se apodera de todo el reino.   Jabòn (un personaje que tenga una conducta perfecta): Heartstopper II, Alice Oseman. Nick Nelson es la mejor persona que podriamos tener en nuestras vidas, es el mejor amigo, mejor novio. Nunca quiere lastimar a nadie y menos a Charlie  Huevo podrido (un libro con Hype): La celestina, Fernando de Rojas. En su epoca, la Celestina fue el boom debido a que fue publicado cuando las imprentas surgieron y asi pudieron llegar a toda la poblaciòn.  Moco (Un libro con trama emotiva): El dìa que dejo de nevar en Alaska, Alice Kellen. Creo que fue uno de los libros màs tristes que leì en el año, los problemas de Heather y los de Nilak, me desarmaron por completo.  Cerilla (Un libro de (un/a autor/a que sea mayor de 60): El libro del buen amor, Arcipestre de Hita. El libro del buen amor es un clàsico de la literatura española y utiliza diferentes generos que nos llevan a leer un tipo de grotesco  Sandia (un libro donde la trama transcurra en verano): Sucedio un verano, Tessa Bailey. La trama de este libro es muy buena porque va màs allà de solo un romance de verano, sino de la superaciòn y encontrarse a uno mismo en el camino.  Limòn (Un libro con una portada amarilla): El conde lucanor, Juan Manuel. Este clasico de la literatura, esta dividido en cinco partes y vemos como el mismo autor se mete en la trama del libro para tomar las riendas de el.