Keith writes:
I just received the latest CD by guitarist Marc Ducret, 'Le Sens De La Marche,' and upon opening was delighted to see the only text
curling around the surface of the CD to be the following:
"So now he is ready to write it. He is fully equipped. His fountain pen is comfortably full, the house is quiet, the tobacco and the
matches are together, the night is young... and we shall leave him in
this pleasurable situation and gently steal out, and close the door,
and firmly push out of the house, as we go, the monster of grim commonsense that is lumbering up the steps to whine that the book is
not for the general public, that the book will never, never ---- And
right then, just before it blurts out the word s, e, double-l, false
commonsense must be shot dead. VLADIMIR NABOKOV"
As many of you recognize, this is the last paragraph in the essay 'The Art of Literature and Commonsense.'
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