A favourite quote can be a highly personal thing, and while I hate to burden ink in skin with too much symbolism, I cannot avoid the fact that, to me, these words are a way of looking at life.īe uncertain, be wary, but don’t let that hold you back. It means more to me than a pure reverence of the written word. Truthfully, if it came down to lyrical quality and the beauty of words they come second to the first 5 paragraphs of Lolita, but that would be too too long for a tattoo. I love the cadence, the rhythm, to me they are inestimably evocative. Jitterbug Perfume is not my favourite book (that would be Lolita, or Rebecca, or Middlesex), and Tom Robbins is not my favourite author (that would be Stephen Fry or Bill Bryson) but that sentence, those seven words, are my favourite. Uncertain, intrepid, possibly immortal, decidedly in love. A sentence which resonated with me, which I have remembered word for word from the moment I read and reread it, even read it out loud, was ultimately the one I chose to have inscribed across my back. The themes ribbon-ing through Jitterbug Perfume include striving for immortality, the meaning behind the sense of smell, individual expression, self-reliance, sex, love, and religion.īut above all, it was one little sentence. These things my mind has chosen to forget. This is very frustrating.Įither way, the Wikipedia entry reminded me of the prominence of beets, of the four distinct storylines, and of the Bandaloop Doctors. I held the first copy ransom, my sister eventually purchasing me my own as a present, which I believe I then promptly lent out. Last night I tore my house apart (not really, I’m not much for heavy duty demolition) but I don’t seem to have a copy in my possession (horror!) and I know there are two knocking about in my family. I don’t know where the mud or twisting smoke come from. I remember snippets, mental images of the randy goat-god Pan, of twisting smoke, of a New Orleans’ accent, small jewelled perfume bottles, and of mud. When I think back on the book the mental image is humid and fragrant, richly coloured, and completely vague. I should probably return them.Įither way, Jitterbug Perfume’s tale of Alobar and Kudra’s passionate love affair and their quest for immortality intrigued me. I cannot remember which one I read first – possibly it was Jitterbug Perfume – but I know that I still have a couple on my bookshelf and it was … too too long ago for me to remember exactly. It was my darling cousins Kirsten and Adrian who first foisted Tom Robbins books on my sister and me.
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