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an undesirous jones: an oxy-moron, so to speak

i finally got round to reading stoppard's arcadia (i also have an audio recording of the original cast to listen to, soon). it's got a nice correspondence to the adjustment bureau.

one of the characters (a peacock even) describes my counterpart hermit (i lack a gazebo) as:

not one of your village simpletons to frighten the ladies, but a savant among idiots, a sage of lunacy.


from page 47: "the unpredictable and the predetermined unfold together to make everything the way it is."

from page 47 (& other pages also): "a method whereby all the forms of nature must give up their numerical secrets and draw themselves through number alone."

a piece of actual dialogue, somewhat divorced of context:

1: a coincidence then?
2: what is?
1: (reading) 'he died aged two score & seven'.


a not-really-spoilerish spoiler beneath the cut:


of my counterpart hermit:

h: he died aged two score years & seven, hoary as job and meagre as a cabbage-stalk, the proof of his prediction even yet unyielding to his labours for the restitution of hope through good english algebra.



also among the wonderful lines:

"it's wanting to know that makes us matter."

how nice if that were true.
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