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What on God's green Earth (the fuck) was his problem?

>>11206480
Who is this cock sneeze shot sleeve

>>11180261
>fighting fire with fire as if it's somehow noble or virtuous to do what you complain about

Unintelligent, wicked, and with a nihilistic sense of humour

>>9972163
laurence sterne, is that you?

Easily

This is me. Literally me. No other character can come close to relating to me like this. There is no way you can convince me this is not me. This character could not possibly be anymore me. It’s me, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of this not possibly being me, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that this character is me. This character is me, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that this character is not me is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and this character side by side, you’d see no difference. I can safely look at this character every day and say “Yup, that’s me”. I can practically see this character every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how similar I look and act to this character. I chuckle softly as I’m assured everyday this character is me in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I’ve found my identity with this character and I know my place in this world. It’s really quite funny how similar this character is to me, it’s almost like we’re identical twins. When I first saw this character, I had an existential crisis. What if this character was the real me and I was the fictional being. What if this character actual became aware of my existence? Did this character have the ability to become self aware itself?

THE ABSOLUTE MADMAN

No.

>>8391831

Tristram Shandy is as experimental as anything that's been written, and laugh-out-loud funny.

"It is not half an hour ago, when (in the great hurry and precipitation of a poor devil's writing for daily bread) I threw a fair sheet, which I had just finished, and carefully wrote out, slap into the fire, instead of the foul one.

Instantly I snatch'd off my wig, and threw it perpendicularly, with all imaginable violence, up to the top of the room—indeed I caught it as it fell—but there was an end of the matter; nor do I think any think else in Nature would have given such immediate ease: She, dear Goddess, by an instantaneous impulse, in all provoking cases, determines us to a sally of this or that member—or else she thrusts us into this or that place, or posture of body, we know not why—But mark, madam, we live amongst riddles and mysteries—the most obvious things, which come in our way, have dark sides, which the quickest sight cannot penetrate into; and even the clearest and most exalted understandings amongst us find ourselves puzzled and at a loss in almost every cranny of nature's works: so that this, like a thousand other things, falls out for us in a way, which tho' we cannot reason upon it—yet we find the good of it, may it please your reverences and your worships—and that's enough for us."

This passage is about
1.) Senseless actions providing satisfaction
2.) The futility of human understanding
3.) Sexy-times and the female anatomy

Just a random tidbit. The whole book is like that. Jokes on multiple levels, a devilishly complex but natural and coherent time-line, a solid morality (Shandeism, i.e. Pantagruelism, i.e. benevolent tolerance, i.e. "This world is surely wide enough to hold both thee and me"), extreme erudition (which is mostly lifted from Burton), etc.

It's an indescribable book but if you're into weird and experimental stuff, it is the book for you.

Why did Christopher Hitchens make fun of Thomas Jefferson for being into Laurence Sterne? Was it simply because Hitchens was too autistic to appreciate a good penis joke?

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