tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050528436539921312.post7251842005390155718..comments2024-03-11T16:29:13.619-05:00Comments on Lingwë - Musings of a Fish: Водка со всего мираJason Fisherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05809154870762268253noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050528436539921312.post-50877904859385928912010-06-11T14:42:17.111-05:002010-06-11T14:42:17.111-05:00Hahae, yes, indeed, Extollager. :) And for the ben...Hahae, yes, indeed, Extollager. :) And for the benefit of others, here is the passage in question:<br /><br /><i>One moment I am filled with delight at the variety and solidity of his imagination; and then, at the very next moment, I am sick, sick to death of the whole Kipling world. Of course, one can reach temporary saturation point with any author; there comes an evening when even Boswell or Virgil will do no longer. But one parts from them a friend: one knows one will want them another day; and in the interval one thinks of them with pleasure. But I mean something quite different from that; I mean a real disenchantment, a recoil which makes the Kipling world for the moment, not dull (it is never that), but unendurable — a heavy, glaring, suffocating monstrosity. It is the difference between feeling that, one the whole, you would not like another slice of bread and butter just now, and wondering, as your gorge rises, how you could ever have imagined that you liked vodka.</i><br /><br />— C.S. Lewis, “Kipling’s World”, in <i>Literature and Life: Addresses to the English Association</i> (Harrap, 1948); reprinted in <i>They Asked for a Paper</i> (Geoffrey Bles, 1962); reprinted in <i>Selected Literary Essays</i> , ed. Walter Hooper (Cambridge UP, 1969).Jason Fisherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05809154870762268253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050528436539921312.post-24558892004428838172010-06-11T14:18:01.102-05:002010-06-11T14:18:01.102-05:00See C. S. Lewis's essay on Kipling, first page...See C. S. Lewis's essay on Kipling, first page. ;-)<br /><br />But I too like my Stoli from time to time.Extollagerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00580955213307049077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050528436539921312.post-76700349344074156752010-06-11T09:52:22.327-05:002010-06-11T09:52:22.327-05:00“Falling Down Water”, hahae, that’s great. I’ve ne...“Falling Down Water”, hahae, that’s great. I’ve never found that vodka requires too stern a constitution. Now <i>tequila</i>, on the other hand ... or on the third or fourth hand, depending on how much you’ve had and how many you see waving in front of you ... ;)Jason Fisherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05809154870762268253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050528436539921312.post-91257137633023999122010-06-11T02:26:29.503-05:002010-06-11T02:26:29.503-05:00Jason, I admire your constitution! I'm afraid...Jason, I admire your constitution! I'm afraid that I've never been much of a vodka enthusiast, and for many years my vodka consumption has been extremely small, mainly of the flavoured varieties, like Перцовка or Старка (steeped in chillies, and herb flavour at 43% respectively). However, long ago I occasionally used to indulge, when I could get it, in a type of vodka that went under various names at various times, most recently quite frankly Крепкая (=strong): 56%, very smooth and slipped down deceptively easily. A British friend named it "Falling Down Water". <br /><br />So all respect to you and your palate!DAvid Doughannoreply@blogger.com