Date: 1922
"(he taps his brow) But in here it is I must kill the priest and the king."
preview | full record— Joyce, James (1882-1941)
Date: 1949-1952, 1953
"Hard, hard work, excavating and digging, mining, moling through tunnels, heaving, pushing, moving rock, working, working, working, working, working, panting, hauling, hoisting. And none of this work is seen from the outside. It's internally done. It happens because you are powerless and unable t...
preview | full record— Bellow, Saul (1915-2005)
Date: 1963
"Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into a large empty space, and piroutted there, absently."
preview | full record— Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963)
Date: 1984
"Like, I own your brain and what you know, but your thoughts have Swiss citizenship."
preview | full record— Gibson, William (b. 1948)
Date: 1992
"Whenever she thought of what she was meant to say, it seemed to dash around the corner, and lose itself in the crowd of things she should not say. The most successful fugitives were often the dullest, the sentences that nobody notices until they are not spoken: 'How nice to see you...won't you s...
preview | full record— Edward St. Aubyn (b. 1960)
Date: 1992
"There was only one thing left to do: that authentic-sounding flush with which every junkie leaves a bathroom, hoping to deceive the audience that crowds his imagination"
preview | full record— Edward St. Aubyn (b. 1960)
Date: 1992
"His thoughts, anticipating themselves hopelessly, stuttered in the starting blocks, and brought his feeling of fluency dangerously close to silence."
preview | full record— Edward St. Aubyn (b. 1960)
Date: 1992
"Every thought or hint of a thought took on a personality stronger than his own."
preview | full record— Edward St. Aubyn (b. 1960)
Date: 1992
"Nancy wondered, in her husky inner voice which, even in the deepest intimacy of her own thoughts, was turned to address a large and fascinated audience."
preview | full record— Edward St. Aubyn (b. 1960)
Date: 1994
"Because you are traveling right along with him as he forms his sentences, making each word he says appear as a little clump of letters on your screen, you begin to feel as if you are doing the thinking yourself; you occupy some dark space in the interior of his mind as he goes about his job."
preview | full record— Baker, Nicholson (b. 1957)