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"Behind the intials was a metaphor, a delirium tremens, a trembling unfurrowing of the mind's plowshare. The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairovoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the central pulse of himself, the dreamer whose puns probe ancient fetid shafts and tunnels of truth all act in the same special relevance to the word, or whatever it is the word is there, buffering, to protect us from." Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

Monday, July 30, 2007

Today, a word

Today I looked up the word "inexorably," because I came across it and felt that, while I was pretty sure I knew the word, I couldn't tell you for sure what it exactly meant. It's strange how many words are in our vocabulary for which we don't the meaning. We just kind of read them, perhaps even use them. We know the nuiances of meaning in which they might live without too much tension and that's enough.

1 Comments:

Blowing Shit Up With Gas said...

Yep, I can relate to that... And, I love the dictionary. I have a stand-alone dictionary application that starts up automatically on all of my PCs, as I'm constantly looking up words. Someday, I'd like to get the OED on my PC.

BTW, I've more or less stopped looking up words in ATD that I don't know -- just usually inferring their meaning based on the context. It became almost a chore during the first 500 pages.

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