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A review by porgyreads
A Devil Comes to Town by Paolo Maurensig
4.5
Father Cornelius exhibiting Kendrick-level hating >>>>
On a real, I didn’t know if this would pay off until the final monologue of the devil. I think it will be the sort of story that will bury into my flesh like a tick. So job well done.
Some quotes to revisit:
“Consequently, the ideal place is a literary society, not only because literature is the last locus of knowledge that still attributes him a certain credibility, but also because it is the place where vainglory, fueled by envy, grows immoderately, where even the most banal thoughts—as long as they are printed in type—are accepted as absolute truth.”
“If at the beginning of creation there was the word, is it not possible that life and the universe were created for the sole purpose of being able to write about them?”
“Each time we pick up a pen we are preparing to perform a ritual for which two candles should always be lit: one white and one black. Unlike painting and sculpture, which remain anchored to a material subject, and to music, which in contrast transcends matter altogether, literature can dominate both spheres: the concrete and the abstract, the terrestrial and the otherworldly. Moreover, it propagates and multiplies with infinite variations in readers’ minds.”
“And if the author chose to remain anonymous, can he still claim the rights to what he wrote?“
On a real, I didn’t know if this would pay off until the final monologue of the devil. I think it will be the sort of story that will bury into my flesh like a tick. So job well done.
Some quotes to revisit:
“Consequently, the ideal place is a literary society, not only because literature is the last locus of knowledge that still attributes him a certain credibility, but also because it is the place where vainglory, fueled by envy, grows immoderately, where even the most banal thoughts—as long as they are printed in type—are accepted as absolute truth.”
“If at the beginning of creation there was the word, is it not possible that life and the universe were created for the sole purpose of being able to write about them?”
“Each time we pick up a pen we are preparing to perform a ritual for which two candles should always be lit: one white and one black. Unlike painting and sculpture, which remain anchored to a material subject, and to music, which in contrast transcends matter altogether, literature can dominate both spheres: the concrete and the abstract, the terrestrial and the otherworldly. Moreover, it propagates and multiplies with infinite variations in readers’ minds.”
“And if the author chose to remain anonymous, can he still claim the rights to what he wrote?“