lolita
proust
i had them both two summers ago. they must be hiding under the bed or something.
time to reread lolita, franny and zooey, and probably one of the harry potters.
time to attempt reading: proust.
started beyond good and evil. overrated to me so far (i'm probably going to get shot for saying that).
need to actually finish: wheel of time series (on book 4). feynman lectures on physics (thanks brother).
always loving: my gigantic hubble space telescope book. mom did good on that one. always cheers me up if i start turning into emo-alicia. i wish i could swim through a nebula. even though the prettiest images are often false color.
Slight tangent, but related:
"In all your travels, have you ever seen a star go supernova? [...] No? Well, I have. I saw a star explode and send out the building blocks of the Universe. Other stars, other planets and eventually other life. A supernova! Creation itself! I was there. I wanted to see it and be part of the moment. And you know how I perceived one of the most glorious events in the universe? With these ridiculous gelatinous orbs in my skull! With eyes designed to perceive only a tiny fraction of the EM spectrum. With ears designed only to hear vibrations in the air. [...] I don't want to be human! I want to see gamma rays! I want to hear X-rays! And I want to - I want to smell dark matter! Do you see the absurdity of what I am? I can't even express these things properly because I have to - I have to conceptualize complex ideas in this stupid limiting spoken language! But I know I want to reach out with something other than these prehensile paws! And feel the wind of a supernova flowing over me! I'm a machine! And I can know much more! I can experience so much more. But I'm trapped in this absurd body! And why? Because my five creators thought that God wanted it that way!"
(brother cavil, bsg)
