Letra de The Booklovers
"this book deals with epiphenomenalism which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence... makes no difference... whatever are you doing?"



Aphra Behn: hello

Cervantes: donkey

Daniel Defoe: to christen the day!

Samuel Richardson: hello

Henry Fielding: tittle-tattle tittle-tattle...

Lawrence Sterne: hello

Mary Wollstonecraft: vindicated!

Jane Austen: here I am!

Sir Walter Scott: we're all doomed!

Leo Tolstoy: yes!

Honoré de Balzac: oui...

Edgar Allen Poe: aaaarrrggghhhh!

Charlotte Brontë: hello...

Emily Brontë: hello...

Anne Brontë: hellooo..?

Nikolai Gogol: vas chi

Gustav Flaubert: oui

William makepeace Thackeray: call me 'William makepeace Thackeray'

Nathaniel Hawthorne: the letter 'a'

Herman Melville: ahoy there!

Charles Dickens: london is so beautiful this time of year...

Anthony Trollope: good-good-good-good evening!

Fyodor Dostoevsky: here come the sleepers...

Mark Twain: I can't even spell 'mississippi'!

George Eliot: george reads german

Emile Zola: j'accuse

Henry James: howdy miss wharton!

Thomas Hardy: ooo-arrr!

Joseph Conrad: I'm a bloody boring writer...

Katherine Mansfield: [cough cough]

Edith wharton: well hellomr james!

DH Lawrence: never heard of it

EM Forster: never heard of it!



Happy the man and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;

He who has life and strength enough to say 'yesterday's dead & gone - I want to live today'



James Joyce: hello there!

Virginia Woolf: I'm losing my mind!

Marcel Proust: je me'en souviens plus

F scott Fitzgerald: baa bababa baa

Ernest Hemingway: I forgot the....

Hermann Hesse: oh es ist alle so häßlich

Evelyn Waugh: whoooaarr!

William faulkner: tu connait william faulkner?

Anaïs Nin: the strand of pearls

Ford Maddox Ford: any colours long as it's black!

Jean-Paul Sartre: let's go to the dome simone!

Simone de Beauvoir: c'est exact present

Albert Camus: the beach... the beach

Franz Kafka: what do you want from me?!

Thomas Mann: mam

Graham Greene: call me 'pinky' lovely

Jack Kerouac: me car's broken down...

William S Burroughs: wowwww!



Happy the man and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;

He who has life and strength enough to say 'yesterday's dead & gone - I want to live today'



Kingsley Amis: [cough]

Doris Lessing: I hate men!

Vladimir Nabokov: hello little girl...

William Golding: achtung busby!

JG Ballard: instrument binnacle

Richard Brautigan: how are you doing?

Milan Kundera: I don't do interviews

Ivy Compton burnett: hello...

Paul Theroux: have a nice day!

Günter Grass: I've found snails!

Gore Vidal: oh it makes me mad!

John Updike: run rabbitrun rabbitrunrunrun...

Kazuro Ishiguro: ah soold chap!

Malcolm Bradbury: stroke John Steinbeck stroke JD Salinger

Iain Banks: too orangey for crows!

As Byatt: nine tenths of the lawyou know...

Martin Amis: [burp]

Brett Easton ellis: aaaaarrrggghhh!

Umberto Eco: I don't understand this either...

Gabriel Garcia Marquez: mi casa es su casa

Roddy Doyle: ha ha ha!

Salman Rushdie: names will live forever...