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I post excerpts from books, articles, and poems. Saudi lover of books selective reblogger - infrequent poster

[mariusu]

cat at the window (by * Patrícia *)

[witchstone]

Sea of Love Edvard Munch Lithograph 1896

[dotglobal]

[museiums]

artist: kit agar

[mrhoneybunny]

[sleg]

by immimii

[peterrpiper]

...what she was like. Snow, cream, marble, cherries, alabaster, golden wire? None of these. She was like a fox, or an olive tree; like the waves of the sea when you look down upon them from a height; like an emerald; like the sun on a green hill which is yet clouded — like nothing he had seen or known in England. Ransack the language as he might, words failed him.

- Orlando, Virginia Woolf. 1928.

[museiums]

artist: quentin monge

[lovehigher]

[stoicmike]

What truly interests you, owns you. – Michael Lipsey

[gnostick-deactivated20210607]

I spend a lot of my life looking at books with left-hand-page Greek or Latin, and right-hand-page English, and you get used to it, you get used to thinking in the little channel in between the two languages where the perfect language exists.

Anne Carson, interviewed for Brick

Translation happens in the space between, in what is passed over and what is held up to the light.

Meghan Purvis, On Translating Beowulf

[museiums]

artist: mafalda

[museiums]

artist: quentin monge

[museiums]

artist: ana clerici

[fotojournalismus]

[1st-1]

[s-t-a-y-i-n-g]