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Grex > Poetry > #245: The Spring Mysterious Quote item |  |
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gelinas
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response 150 of 215:
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May 17 21:07 UTC 2001 |
I don't have a good quote, but I'm still going to guess: George Orwell.
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slynne
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response 151 of 215:
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May 17 21:11 UTC 2001 |
nope and nope
I have a couple of hints I could give you but they would be too easy. I
am trying to think of a medium hint but I'll give the easy hint in a
couple of days for sure.
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brighn
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response 152 of 215:
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May 17 21:18 UTC 2001 |
This is a bad guess, but since Joe did Orwell, we can't get much worse: Rand
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gelinas
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response 153 of 215:
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May 17 21:20 UTC 2001 |
I can think of two more possibilities, but I can only remember one name:
Graham Greene. (I've a collection of his stories, but it never made it to
the top of the "books to read" stack.)
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slynne
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response 154 of 215:
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May 17 21:39 UTC 2001 |
No, but you guys are giving good guesses.
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slynne
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response 155 of 215:
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May 17 21:41 UTC 2001 |
Ok, here is another hint: He was born in India.
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mooncat
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response 156 of 215:
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May 17 21:53 UTC 2001 |
Baba Ram Das?
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mooncat
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response 157 of 215:
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May 17 21:53 UTC 2001 |
(oh wait... he was born here... never mind. <grins>)
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aruba
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response 158 of 215:
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May 17 22:14 UTC 2001 |
Kipling?
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stacie
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response 159 of 215:
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May 17 22:35 UTC 2001 |
This book is a nice post-modernist piece of work. I hope that doesn't give
it away! ;-)
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carson
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response 160 of 215:
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May 17 23:29 UTC 2001 |
(is it Deepak Chopra?)
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danr
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response 161 of 215:
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May 18 00:45 UTC 2001 |
VS Naipaul (sp?)
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gelinas
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response 162 of 215:
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May 18 02:24 UTC 2001 |
(Orwell served as a British officer in Southeast Asia; 'twas a memory of
his tale of when he shot a "rogue" elephant that made me suggest him.)
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brighn
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response 163 of 215:
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May 18 03:31 UTC 2001 |
I was actually going to guess this before the India and post-modern hints,
when I really thought about the politics comment, but it does happen to fit
the other clues: Salman Rushdie
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slynne
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response 164 of 215:
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May 18 13:18 UTC 2001 |
Very good brighn! Your turn :)
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brighn
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response 165 of 215:
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May 18 13:34 UTC 2001 |
woowoo =} I'll post something this evening, when I have a book handy.
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carson
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response 166 of 215:
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May 18 21:15 UTC 2001 |
(drat. good job, brighn.)
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brighn
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response 167 of 215:
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May 19 21:09 UTC 2001 |
A strange yelping sound punctuated the din of the machine. Anthony opened his
eyes again, and was in time to see a dark shape rushing down towards him. He
uttered a cry, made a quick and automatic movement to shield his face. With
a violent but dull and muddy impact, the thing struck the flat roof a yard
or two from where they were lying. The drops of a sharply spurted liquid were
warm for an instant on their skin, and then, as the breeze swelled up out of
the west, startingly cold. There was a long second of silence. "Christ!"
Anthony whispered at last. From head to foot both of them were splashed with
blood. In a red pool at their feet lay the almost shapeless carcase of a fox
terrier. The roar of the receding aeroplane had diminished to a raucous hum,
and suddenly the ear found itself conscious again of the shrill rasping of
the cicadas.
Anthony drew a deep breath; then, with an effort and still rather unsteadily,
contrived to laugh. "Yet another reason for disliking dogs," he said and,
scrambling to his feet, looked down, his face puckered with disgust, at his
blood-bedabbled blody. "What about a bath?" he asked, turning to Helen.
She was sitting quite still, staring with wide-open eyes at the horribly
shattered carcase. Her face was very pale and a glancing spurt of blood had
left a long red streak that ran diagonally from the right side of the chin,
across the mouth, to the corner of the left eye.
"You look like Lady Macbeth," he said, with another effort at jocularity.
"*Allons.*" He touched her should. "Out vile spot. This beastly stuff's drying
on me. Like seccotine."
For all answer, Helen covered her face with her hands and began to sob.
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brighn
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response 168 of 215:
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May 22 01:43 UTC 2001 |
I'm not sure if the lack of guesses is due to the snafu of the system or,
well, a lack of guessing. I'll post clues tomorrow if there haven't been any
guesses
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davel
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response 169 of 215:
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May 22 12:11 UTC 2001 |
I'm quite sure I haven't read this quote, & think it very likely that I
haven't read this author. My lack of guesses is due to that, as well as
to my not having been on Grex for a few days.
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brighn
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response 170 of 215:
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May 22 16:01 UTC 2001 |
I'd hope that somebody on Grex would've read this autho, though I doubt any
have read the book in question. Confirming possible guesses based on the
snippet: The author is British, and contemporary to the peak of existentialism
in France (Sartre and Camus). An additional hint: Of his other book titles,
one borrowed a line from Shakespeare while another was borrowed by a rock
band.
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slynne
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response 171 of 215:
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May 22 16:58 UTC 2001 |
I still have no clue.
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happyboy
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response 172 of 215:
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May 22 19:22 UTC 2001 |
that's not news. :)
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goose
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response 173 of 215:
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May 22 22:06 UTC 2001 |
Come on slynne...don't be so hard on yourself...and don't set yourself up liek
that either ;-)
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brighn
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response 174 of 215:
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May 22 23:05 UTC 2001 |
Ok, from the hard clues to the easy clues. I was going to quote the book
everyone should have read (yes, that IS a moral imperative ;} ), but I can't
find my copy of it, so in stead I'll explain the relevance of its title. While
there are many titles based on Shakespeare quotes (including the couplet "By
The Pricking of My Thumbs" [Christie] and "Something Wicked This Way Comes"
[Bradbury]), this title was chosen in part because of one of the main plots
bore a similarity to the plot of the Shakespearean play whence the title: A
child of a "civilized" person is found, with thier parent, out in the savage
wilds of the world and is brought back into civilization. The quote is ironic,
both in Shakespeare's original, as well as the novel in question (easily the
mystery author's most famous novel).
The mystery author was famous as a writer in his own right, but he also had
famous ancestors, including a colleague of Darwin's.
I've mentioned in the past that I'm a fan of this author.
If that doesn't do it, I'll have to start over with a different author. ;}
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