February 2012
So you think you can translate? Prove It This...
nyrbclassics:
Robert Chandler, the crack translator who may be familiar to you from his work with Andrey Platonov and Vasily Grossman, writes to tell us about a translation summer school program that he’s involved with, happening this summer in London. There are a few different elements to the program, including some free online courses. Robert will be teaching the Russian-language classes, and...
“It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.”
– Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep (via liquidnight)
BENEDICK: I do love nothing in the world so well as you, is not that strange?
BEATRICE: As strange as the thing I know not. It were as possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as you: but believe me not; and yet I lie not; I confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin.
BENEDICK: By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me.
BEATRICE: Do not swear, and eat it.
BENEDICK: I will swear by it that you love me; and I will make him eat it that says I love not you.
BEATRICE: Will you not eat your word?
BENEDICK: With no sauce that can be devised to it. I protest I love thee.
BEATRICE: Why, then, God forgive me!
BENEDICK: What offence, sweet Beatrice?
BEATRICE: You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to protest I loved you.
BENEDICK: And do it with all thy heart.
BEATRICE: I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.
“The most serious charge which can be brought against New England is not...”
– Joseph Wood Krutch (via mythologyofblue)
wwnorton:
“I think it’s really important to go to your room and sit there. I couldn’t mean that more seriously. The amateur writer only writes when something big happens in his or her life. Unless you have a better life than I do, you would write only three or four poems a year. So you go to your room and you wait for something to happen. You do that regularly.” — From A Conversation With...
"so you want to be a writer?" by Charles Bukowski
libraryland:
if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don’t do it. if you’re doing it for money or fame, don’t do it. if you’re doing it because you...
thebloomsburygroup:
Heads up: Carrington, the 1995 film staring Emma Thompson as Bloomsbury painter Carrington, is now streaming on Netflix.
theossuary:
Joyce Carol Vincent: How could this young woman lie dead and undiscovered for almost three years?
From The Guardian:
On 25 January 2006, officials from a north London housing association repossessing a bedsit in Wood Green owing to rent arrears made a grim discovery. Lying on the sofa was the skeleton of a 38-year-old woman who had been dead for almost three years. In a...
mythologyofblue:
I wonder, Flask, whether the world is anchored anywhere.
-Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, chapter 121
mythologyofblue:
And it seemed to me that there were fires Flying till dawn without number And I never found out things - those Strange eyes of his - what colour? Everything trembling and singing and Were you my enemy or my friend, Winter was it or summer?
―Anna Akhmatova
“How, then, she had asked herself, did one know one thing or another thing about...”
– Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
nyrbclassics:
The great Jan Morris considers the...
