If you enjoyed this book, you’re going to love the map.
Erm… if anyone can enlighten me on what it is I’ve just read, I’d be more than grateful. I really don’t have much of a clue.
While this had some great quotes in it and some erudite philosophy at points (reminded of a lot of de Botton’s recent books), I was totally mystified by the narrative elements of this book. Sure, I know that there’s supposed to be a connection, but, for the life of me, I just can’t see it.
The book’s mega famous right so there must be something here. So, if anyone can tell me what it is I’m supposed to be seeing here, it will redeem the time I’ve spent reading it. I felt though that I was staring at some really really famous abstract art and just not getting it.
I will comment on one part that struck me as a bit strange. He writes:
All of us are prisoners of a rigid conception of what is important and what is not, and so we fasten our anxious gaze on the important, while from a hiding place behind our backs the unimportant wages its guerilla war, which will end in surreptitiously changing the world and pouncing on us by surprise.
Well, if ALL of us are like this, then there isn’t a single one of us that is actually focussed on what’s important. That seems a very cynical way to look at the world.
And if no one can explain it to me, I guess I’ll just laugh and forget it.
Picked this up from a fellow ex-pat in Seoul. It was a pirated photocopy that wouldn’t open properly and had really bad quality text.
In February 1948, the Communist leader Klement Gottwald stepped out on the balcony of a Baroque palace in Prague to harangue hundreds of thousands of citizens massed in Old Town Square.
the great secret of life: Women don’t look for handsome men. Women look for men who have beautiful women.
Historical events mostly imitate one another without any talent.
O lovers! Be careful in those dangerous first days! Once you’ve brought breakfast in bed you’ll have to bring it forever, unless you want to be accused of lovelessness and betrayal.
Things deprived suddenly of their supposed meaning… make us laugh.
the novel is the fruit of human illusion. The illusion of the power to understand others.
all of man’s life… is nothing other than a battle to seize the ear of others.
We write books because our children aren’t interested in us.
love is a continual interrogation. I don’t know of a better definition of love.
sex is not love but merely a territory love takes over.
GEOGRAPHY ~ NEW!
If you’ve got Google Earth installed on your pc, you can actually see the locations mentioned in this book by downloading Arukiyomi’s Google Earth – Book of Laughter & Forgetting file.
The man spoke, all the others listenied with interest, and their bare genitals stared stupidly and sadly at the yellow sand.
at the breakfast table on a Sunday morning, Itaewon, Seoul, Korea.
terrible > poor > mediocre > okay > good > very good> excellent > superb