A post of March 22, 2017, was titled "The Story of Six."
Related material from that date —
"I meant… a larger map." — Number Six in "The Prisoner"
Thursday, May 25, 2017
Friday, March 24, 2017
A Large Superset
From a post of Feb. 24 —
From a search for "Preparation" in this journal (see previous post) —
"It is almost inevitable to compare this book to Borevich-Shafarevich
Number Theory . The latter is a fantastic book which covers a large
superset of the material in Cohn's book. Borevich-Shafarevich is,
however, a much more demanding read and it is out of print.
For gentle self-study (and perhaps as a preparation to later read
Borevich-Shafarevich), Cohn's book is a fine read."
"I meant a larger map." — Number Six in "The Prisoner" (1967)
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Saturday, January 31, 2009
Saturday January 31, 2009
Catholic Schools Week
Today is the conclusion of
Catholic Schools Week.
From one such school,
Cullinane College:
Cullinane students
display school spirit
Related material:
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James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man:
He turned to the flyleaf of the geography and read what he had written there: himself, his name and where he was.
That was in his writing: and Fleming one night for a cod had written on the opposite page:
He read the verses backwards but then they were not poetry. Then he read the flyleaf from the bottom to the top till he came to his own name. That was he: and he read down the page again. What was after the universe? Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began? |
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Alfred Bester, Tiger! Tiger!:
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"Guilty! Read the Charge!"
— Quoted here on
January 29, 2003
The Prisoner,
Episode One, 1967:
"I… I meant a larger map."
— Quoted here on
January 27, 2009
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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tuesday January 27, 2009
A Kind of Cross
“For every kind of vampire,
there is a kind of cross.”
— Gravity’s Rainbow
The above text on Joyce’s theory of epiphanies:
“It emphasizes the radiance, the effulgence, of the thing itself revealed in a special moment, an unmoving moment, of time. The moment, as in the macrocosmic lyric of Finnegans Wake, may involve all other moments, but it still remains essentially static, and though it may have all time for its subject matter it is essentially timeless.”
— Page 17 of Stephen Hero, by James Joyce, Theodore Spencer, John J. Slocum, and Herbert Cahoon, Edition: 16, New Directions Publishing, 1963
Related epiphanies —
Detail from
the above text:
Cover of
a paperback novel
well worth reading:
Related material:
the above text:
Cover of
a paperback novel
well worth reading:
Related material:
“Joyce knew no Greek.”
— Statement by the prototype
of Buck Mulligan in Ulysses,
Oliver St. John Gogarty,
quoted in the above
New Directions Stephen Hero
“Chrysostomos.”
— Statement in Ulysses
by the prototype
of Stephen Dedalus,
James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
See also the link to
Mardi Gras, 2008,
in yesterday’s entry,
with its text from
the opening of Ulysses:
“He faced about and
blessed gravely thrice
the tower,
the surrounding country
and the awaking mountains.”
Some context:
(Click on images for details.)
and
“In the process of absorbing
the rules of the institutions
we inhabit, we become
who we are.”
— David Brooks, Jewish columnist,
in today’s New York Times
The Prisoner,
Episode One, 1967:
“I… I meant a larger map.”
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Monday, January 26, 2009
Monday January 26, 2009
Episode One
For the Hole in the Wall Gang:
Shopkeeper: Good morning, sir. And what can I do for you then?
Prisoner: I’d like a map of this area.
Shopkeeper: Map? Colour or black and white?
Prisoner: Just a map.
Shopkeeper: Map…
He pauses to remember where he keeps such a thing.
Shopkeeper: Ah. Black and white…
He produces a map from a cupboard.
Shopkeeper: There we are, sir. I think you’ll find that shows everything.
The map is labelled “map of your village.” The Prisoner opens it; it shows the village bordered by “the mountains”: there are no external geographical names.
Prisoner: I… I meant a larger map.
Shopkeeper: Only in colour, sir. Much more expensive.
Prisoner: That’s fine.
The shopkeeper fetches him a colour map as inadequate as the last. It folds out as a larger sheet of paper, but still mentions only “the mountains,” “the sea,” and “the beach,” together with the title “your village.”
Prisoner: Er, that’s not what I meant. I meant a… a larger area.
Shopkeeper: No, we only have local maps, sir. There’s no demand for any others. You’re new here, aren’t you?
— Comment at
The Word magazine,
January 16, 2009
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“In the pictures of the old masters, Max Picard wrote in The World of Silence, people seem as though they had just come out of the opening in a wall… “ — Annie Dillard in |
“Shopkeeper:
Only in colour, sir.
Much more expensive.
Prisoner:
That’s fine.”
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