The Hammock Papers: Books.

02 September 2012

Books.

Kurt at Cultural Offering has invited me to participate in a project listing my five favorite books. I am to list my five favorite books and nominate five bloggers to do the same.

Books provide a threshold or a launching pad, sometimes even an inspirational escape from sameness. A course plotted to an unknown destination, the reading culture offers rewards of the imagination, where nameless possibilities are realized, and the mind wanders, dreaming.

My list of favorite books (for now, right this second, in no particular order) are …

A Moveable Feast, Ernest Hemingway

Undaunted Courage: Meriwether Lewis Thomas Jefferson and the Opening of the American West, Stephen E. Ambrose

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke

The Shape of the Journey, Jim Harrison

Geoffrey Crayon’s Sketchbook, Washington Irving

I nominate Jess, Bryan, Jay, Randy, and you.

1 comment:

Randy French said...: Rob, Five is too many/not enough! How about, Dalva, Jim Harrison, The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald, For Whom the Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway, Faceless Killers, Henning Mankell, and If I Ran the Circus, Dr. Seuss.; September 5, 2012 at 7:12 AM

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MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."

DAN CAMPBELL