Friday, July 26, 2019

Old Books from My Library #5: Fifteen Thousand Useful Phrases

     abandoned hope
     abated pride
     abbreviated visit
     abhorred thraldom

      I do know that I've had the book over 40 years, for a reason I will get to, eventually.  
     My hunch is that, as a young man, I was taken by the pure striving quality of the thing. Here were Useful Phrases, Significant Phrases, Felicitous Phrases, Impressive Phrases, according to the table of contents, which Kleiser calls a "Plan of Classification." Some had become hackneyed cliches, some were just strange. 

fly to platitudes
foredoomed to failure
given to extravagance
ground to atoms
harassed to death
hostile to progress 

    Some were useful. "Fly to platitudes"—I kinda like that. Though I didn't buy it so I could apply myself to its program of study, where Kleiser, writing in 1917, urges his student to read pages of the phrases aloud, then underline those that resonate—in pencil, naturally—and eventually copy out phrases out in their own handwriting. The fact the book cost $2.45, according to the figure penciled inside the front cover, might have entered into it. 
     "This exercise is a great aid in developing a facile English style," he writes.

     Swift as a swallow heading south
     Swift as lightening
     Swift as the panther in triumph
     Swifter than the twinkling of an eye.

     Maybe because I was learning to write myself, gazing at papers spattered with comments in red pen. The book seemed to have the aura of all those who had gone before me, earnest young men in their high celluloid collars and green eyeshades. There is one instruction of Kleiser's that I did take to heart and practice, not at his behest, I believe, but coincidentally—I do sometimes tuck away phrases encountered in my reading that might be useful in a column someday. Or as Kleiser urges:
     "As an enthusiastic student of good English, you should carefully note striking and significant phrases or literary expressions which you find in your general reading. These should be set down in a note-book reserved for this exclusive purpose."
     That's habit is what led to my last book (last in the sense of "most recent" and, I'm beginning to suspect, "final") "Out of the Wreck I Rise: A Literary Companion to Recovery," written with Sara Bader. Alcoholics Anonymous wasn't exactly floating my boat, particularly the writings, which had a tang of 1930s Boy Scout Handbook. But in my own reading, I would encounter sentiments that I found powerful, and would either mark them with a Post-It or jot them down. So Kleiser was obviously onto something. He wrote books on writing, speaking, self-improvement.
     The book, I've just discovered, had a certain notoriety in the Internet age, being at times the most downloaded volume on Project Gutenberg, an early online publisher of out-of-copyright volumes.  Why? According to writer Phil Edwards:
It’s the perfect resource for modern spammers using a technique called word salad. Spammers found his book and started downloading it in droves.Word salad spammers use random phrases to get past spam security filters, because your spam filter sees these legitimate phrases as indicators of a real message (though, in the case of spam, they never are). Kleiser’s book is the perfect resource for spammers: vetted phrases that are already sorted into a separated list.
     There's an irony for you. This use of Kleiser's phrases by spambots to defeat filters was the exact opposite to the personal touch that Kleiser offered—and I think this is my favorite part of the book—hidden deep on the list of his books opposite the title page.  The first 13 are similar titles—"HOW TO BUILD MENTAL POWER" and "HOW TO SPEAK IN PUBLIC" and "HOW TO ARGUE AND WIN" and such. 
     But that 14th, well, let me share it in its entirety:
     "GRENVILLE KLEISER'S PERSONAL LESSONS IN PUBLIC SPEAKING and the Development of Self-Confidence, Mental Power, and Personality. Twenty-five lessons with special handbooks, side-talks, personal letters, etc. Write for terms."
     "Personal letters, etc." The great man, himself, former instructor of public speaking at Yale Divinity School (for just two years, apparently) would help you, directly, writing letters to you, Mr. Striving Individual, to aid in your quest to attain self-confidence and a personality, for a fee to be determined privately.
      I don't know why I loved that, but I did. It was so small ball, and augured our current moment, when most writers from Stephen King on down are shaking hands and trading slaps with readers, one-on-one, on Twitter and half a dozen other platforms. 
     tainted with fraud
     teeming with life
     tense with expectancy
     thrill with excitement 

     So how do I know that I've had the book at least 40 years? That's easy. Freshman year at college, I briefly drew a comic strip for the Daily Northwestern. I turned it in, had it accepted, and all that was left was to come up with a name for the strip, a task that overwhelmed my 18-year-old self. I dithered, and suddenly the first strip, and its title, were due. In a panic, I consulted my Kleiser, which I imagine I did not bring from home, but must have purchased, probably at the newly-opened Bookman's Alley. There, in the left hand column of page 54 between "taciturn magnanimity" and "tameless energy" is the phrase "tactical niceties." Something about that resonated with me, and I named the strip, which didn't last more than a dozen installments, "Tactical Niceties."


  1. Not “final,” I hope. I haven’t read them all yet, but was telling a friend about Hatless Jack just the other day, and I also think of Finding My Father and You Were Never in Chicago with pleasure.

    And now I have ordered Drunkard (apparently I’ve been meaning to read it since 2008) and Out of the Wreck I Rise from Women and Children First. It’s 8:30 a.m. here in Edinburgh and already I’m having a good day.

    1. Thanks, I was proud of "Hatless Jack"—it was also published in England by Granta Books. I really thought it said something about where our society was going. I'm hoping too, that there are more books, though clearly my hopes are not high at the moment. Let's just say that nobody is falling over themselves to publish the next one. I'll be interested to hear what you think of "Drunkard." Spoiler alert: not the most flattering portrait of myself, though it does end well. Enjoy the day in Scotland. I always wanted to visit, after reading James Boswell's book about going to the Hebrides with Samuel Johnson.

    2. Didn't realize that Women and Children First is still around (I left Chicago 27 years ago next month), and (not surprisingly) up in Andersonville now. That's good to know, in case I ever need to locate a difficult-to-find title. Cleveland is a lot smaller, and has nothing of its kind.

      My first wife spent a lot of time at the original location in Lincoln Park, back in the early Eighties, prowling the "self-help" aisles and shelves, and seeking "the answers" to the issues and problems in her life.She didn't find very many of them there. I eventually joined the growing list of her problems.

      We parted ways, and I left town. Reading the name of that now decades-old institution has suddenly brought back a lot of memories...not all of them pleasant ones...of younger days and Chicago years.

  2. What an amazing guy! Yes, you are too, Neil, but Grenville Kleiser really churned out the advice books, which I thought didn't become popular until about the time he died in 1953. Amazon of course has several of his books, including his Great Sermons series and the Fifteen Thousand Phrases, the last of which you can get for nothing on your Kindle.



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