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Lucky Jim (1954)
“Are you in love with him?”
“I don’t much care for that word,” she said, as if rebuking a foul-mouthed tradesman.
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t know what it means.”
He gave a quiet yell. “Oh, don’t say that; no, don’t say that. It’s a word you must have come across in conversation and literature. Are you going to tell me it sends you flying to the dictionary each time? Of course you’re not. I suppose you mean it’s purely personal – sorry, got to get the jargon right – purely subjective?”
“Well, it is, isn’t it?”
“Yes, that’s right. You talk as if it’s the only thing that is. If you can tell me whether you like greengages or not, you can tell whether you’re in love with Bertrand or not, if you want to tell me, that is.”
“You’re still making it much too simple. All I can really say is that I’m pretty sure I was in love with Bertrand a little while ago, and now I’m less sure. That up-and-down business doesn’t happen with greengages; that’s the difference.”
“Not with greengages agreed. But what about rhubarb, eh? What about rhubarb? Ever since my mother stopped forcing me to eat it, rhubarb and I have been conducting a relationship that can swing between love and hate every time we meet.”
“That’s all very well, Jim. The trouble with love is it gets you in such a state you can’t look at your own feelings dispassionately .”
“That would be a good thing if you could do it, would it?”
“Why, of course.”
He gave another quiet yell, this time some distance above a middle C. “You’ve got a long way to go, if you don’t mind me saying so, even though you are nice. By all means view your own feelings dispassionately, if you feel you ought to, but that’s nothing to with deciding whether (Christ) you’re in love. Deciding that’s no more difficult than the greengages business. What is difficult, and the time you really need this dispassionate rubbish, is deciding what to do about being in love if you are, whether you can stick the person you love enough to marry them, and so on.”
“Why, that’s exactly what I’ve been saying, in different words.”
“Words change the thing, and anyway the whole procedure’s different. People get themselves all steamed up about whether they’re in love or not, and can’t work it out, and their decisions go all to pot. It’s happening every day. They ought to realize that the love part’s perfectly easy; the hard part is the working-out, not about love, but about what they’re going to do. The difference is that they can get their brains going on that, instead of taking the sound of the word ‘love’ as a signal to switching them off. They can get somewhere, instead of indulging in a sort of orgy of emotional self-catechising about how you know you’e in love, and what love is anyway, and all the rest of it. You don’t ask yourself what greengages are, or how you know whether you like them or not, do you? Right?”
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This Business of Living (1935-1950)
"4th March 1947
To me, a friend no longer means fellowskip, a way of living, but a pastime, an alternative to the cinema. Why? I no longer believe that work can be shared. I work alone and then I seek distraction. In the days when I believed in friends, I did no work."
- Translated by John Taylor.
To me, a friend no longer means fellowskip, a way of living, but a pastime, an alternative to the cinema. Why? I no longer believe that work can be shared. I work alone and then I seek distraction. In the days when I believed in friends, I did no work."
- Translated by John Taylor.
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The Pat Hobby Stories (1962)
"'Could you write me a pass?' Pat pleaded. 'Just a word on your card?'
'I'll look into it.' said Mr Marcus. 'Just now I've got things on my mind. I'm going to a luncheon.' He sighed profoundly. 'They wan't I should meet this new Orson Welles that's in Hollywood.'
Pat's heart winced. There it was again - that name, sinister and remorseless, spreading like a dark cloud over all his skies.
'Mr Marcus,' he said so sincerely that his voice trembled, 'I wouldn't be surprised if Orson Welles is the biggest menace that's come to Hollywood for years. He gets a hundred and fifty grand a picture and I wouldn't be surprised if he was so radical that you had to have all new equipment and start all over again like you did with sound in 1928.'
'Oh my God!' groaned Mr Marcus.
'And me,' said Pat, 'all I wan't is a pass and no money - to leave this as they are.'
Mr Marcus reaced for his card case."
- Pat Hobby and Orson Welles (1940)
'I'll look into it.' said Mr Marcus. 'Just now I've got things on my mind. I'm going to a luncheon.' He sighed profoundly. 'They wan't I should meet this new Orson Welles that's in Hollywood.'
Pat's heart winced. There it was again - that name, sinister and remorseless, spreading like a dark cloud over all his skies.
'Mr Marcus,' he said so sincerely that his voice trembled, 'I wouldn't be surprised if Orson Welles is the biggest menace that's come to Hollywood for years. He gets a hundred and fifty grand a picture and I wouldn't be surprised if he was so radical that you had to have all new equipment and start all over again like you did with sound in 1928.'
'Oh my God!' groaned Mr Marcus.
'And me,' said Pat, 'all I wan't is a pass and no money - to leave this as they are.'
Mr Marcus reaced for his card case."
- Pat Hobby and Orson Welles (1940)
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