TOM ROBBINS IS LORD AND I LOVE HIM
From "Still Life with Woodpecker":
She lunched on papaya poo poo or mango mu mu or some other fruity foo foo bursting with overripe tropical vowels. In hot climates, "A" provides a shady arch, "O" is a siphon through which to suck liquids, "U" is a cool cave or a tub to slide into; "A" stands for a surfer with its legs apart, "O" hangs like a citrus from a bough, "U" rolls its hula hips -- and "I" and "E" mimic the cries of monkeys and jungle birds from which they were derived. Consonants, like fair-skinned men, do not thrive in torrid zones. Vowels are built for southern comfort, consonants for northern speed. But O how the natives do bOOgIE-wOOgIE while the planters WaLTZ.
And:
Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced, not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, rebellious, and immature.
And!:
Despite the pale color and the unhappiness that clung to her the way a bad dream clings to a rumpled pillowcase, she was lovely, Her hair, as straight and red as ironed ketchup, rode gravity's one-way ticket all the way down to her waist; her blue eyes were as soft and moist as huevos rancheros, and the long curl of their lashes caused fibrillate shadows to fall on the swell of her cheeks.
I could quote for days. This guy is insanely clever and smart and unusual and I want him to write a book about my life.
She lunched on papaya poo poo or mango mu mu or some other fruity foo foo bursting with overripe tropical vowels. In hot climates, "A" provides a shady arch, "O" is a siphon through which to suck liquids, "U" is a cool cave or a tub to slide into; "A" stands for a surfer with its legs apart, "O" hangs like a citrus from a bough, "U" rolls its hula hips -- and "I" and "E" mimic the cries of monkeys and jungle birds from which they were derived. Consonants, like fair-skinned men, do not thrive in torrid zones. Vowels are built for southern comfort, consonants for northern speed. But O how the natives do bOOgIE-wOOgIE while the planters WaLTZ.
And:
Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced, not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, rebellious, and immature.
And!:
Despite the pale color and the unhappiness that clung to her the way a bad dream clings to a rumpled pillowcase, she was lovely, Her hair, as straight and red as ironed ketchup, rode gravity's one-way ticket all the way down to her waist; her blue eyes were as soft and moist as huevos rancheros, and the long curl of their lashes caused fibrillate shadows to fall on the swell of her cheeks.
I could quote for days. This guy is insanely clever and smart and unusual and I want him to write a book about my life.