Monday.
Me.
Tuesday.
Me.
Wednesday.
Me.
Thursday.
Me.
Friday.
~ Witold Gombrowicz, in the opening of Diary. Just before the outbreak of World War II, young Witold Gombrowicz left his home in Poland and set sail for South America. In 1953, still living as an expatriate in Argentina, he began his Diary with one of literature’s most memorable openings.
Notes: Quote – Thank you Beth @ Alive on All Channels. Photo: via seemore
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Wow. With one click, I just found myself reading the whole forward to the book! It did not help me feel I back asleep… “Diary” seems a fascinating read…
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I did that too! But didn’t / couldn’t fall asleep!
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I meant to say, it did not help me fall asleep! As you can see, since I’m still here…
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Ever present!
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You’d miss me if I weren’t.
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😁
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Without a doubt!
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Goes both ways, yanno…
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Of course!
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So very interesting!! … ‘~ Witold Gombrowicz, in the opening of Diary. Just before the outbreak of World War II, young Witold Gombrowicz left his home in Poland and set sail for South America. In 1953, still living as an expatriate in Argentina, he began his Diary with one of literature’s most memorable openings.’
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interesting
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I absolutely love this opening
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So great right!?!?
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Yes…. why didn‘t I see that, Beth?! Or was that before I subbed to your blog?
I sometimes think that the opening sentence can make or break a book. Which is as sad as If one might be compelled to buy a book just by its cover! (Which I totally did because there was a dachsie on it. And was it SOOOO WORTH buying this book!!!
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Friday, makes me Wonder, if he dismisses himself and enters a world different than the time of Monday to Thursday’s solitude…
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Great question!
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Photo: “via seemore”…oh, the mystery…I’m robbed of seeing More…sure wonder what he looks like as the image has the air of sexiness….some might even contemplate the possibilities…
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in my defense the above comment couldn’t be helped, just couldn’t resist as the photo’s source (name) was so amusing… rofl
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Ha!
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I had a professor in college who loved Gombrowicz and produced many of his plays. I found it all pretty fascinating as a 17 year old who had never seen anything more “way out” than “The King and I” – I got to star in “Yvonne Princess of Burgundy” – many more strange playwrights made my studies with this man unforgettable. I remember thinking, “I don’t really quite understand this, but there is something going on with these strange words and images.” Thanks for sharing.
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Wow. What amazing experiences you have had. Thanks for sharing
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