The Commonplace Book
of Willis Domingo
I have never been very impressed when I read the snippet quotations assembled by others. It feels like one is being force fed some mystical revelation. You hear the crash of a distant gong behind each sentence. And if the quotation is soupy enough it reeks of the dime store greeting card or the e-mail adornment in fancy script. Yet I can understand why people develop a mania for collecting quotations. One is pleasantly nodding off in the course of a rainy afternoon and suddenly some sage makes a comment that seems to Sum It All Up. So you note it down half assuming that this would crystallize a truth about all the many issues teeming in your brain at the time of the reading. Afterwards, of course, or if read by some disinterested party, the grand comment seems more like one of those exotic bugs impaled in a museum showcase - all there certainly but a bit lacking in gusto. Nevertheless I am as weak as any other fuckosopher-intellectual. So here for your inspection is my etymological display.