Roget himself turned out humorless and judgmental, beset with a “paranoid streak” as well as melancholy and shyness, not to mention a horror of “dirt and disorder” — the Thesaurus entry for “uncleanness” is a lollapalooza. So one can scarcely be surprised by the refuge he seems to have taken in workaholism and an assortment of small compulsions, including his “obsession with counting.” (“I every day go up at least 320 steps.”) He took particular pleasure in an ability to control the movements of the iris in his own eye.
My god, do I love lists & thesauruses. I’d write a whole list why I do, but it would just be a lot of synonyms and stuff.
Yeah, I reread everything. I reread all the time because you get more out of it and it’s such joy. I try to tell people, and they go, “No, I’d rather read an easy read.” And I go, “Well, the classics are the easiest reads of all, because they’re the best writers and therefore they’re the best communicators, so they’re the easiest to understand.” A lot of people seem to think bad writers are easier to understand, but they’re much harder to understand because they can’t communicate to you. You can’t understand what they’re saying! It’s like saying a two-year-old is easier to understand than a college professor. It doesn’t make any sense. The real writer, the real communicator, is the one who’s very easy to understand.