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Ian Fleming and Raymond Chandler discuss each other’s writing in this 1958 BBC interview.
via Flavorwire.
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Tracks
2 am: moonlight. The train has stopped
out in the middle of the plain. Far away, points of light in a town,
flickering coldly at the horizon.As when a man has gone into a dream so deep
he’ll never remember having been there
when he comes back to his room.As when someone has gone into an illness so deep
everything his days were becomes a few flickering points, a swarm,
cold and tiny at the horizon.The train is standing quite still.
2 am: bright moonlight, few stars.
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Tomas Tranströmer, 2011 Literature Nobel Prize winner, reads and discusses his poem Schubertiana.
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The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles.
I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder. Czeslaw Milosz, from “Encounter,” trans. Milosz and Lillian Vallee (via proustitute)
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This appears to be our mission, however humble or dubious
“If I am not mistaken, the heterogeneous pieces I have enumerated resemble Kafka; if I am not mistaken, not all of them resemble each other. This second fact is more significant. In each of these texts we find Kafka’s idiosyncrasy to a greater or lesser degree, but if Kafka had never written a line, we would not perceive this quality; in other words, it would not exist.”
Jorge Luis Borges
Kafka and His Precursors
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