“and turned me to admire the magnanimity of the sea which will permit no records.”

—— Moby Dick, CHAPTER 13

#MelvilleMonday 🐳

“ミツバチたちは、花々が折りたたまれた状態で生まれることを知っている。「折りたたむ」とは、もとにあったものを折り曲げて重ね、小さくすることであるが、花々の場合、もとにあったものは、発生のときには存在しない。この起源の秘密と記憶が、甘い蜜を生むのだ”
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“Freedom is the preservation of that original personal isolation. It stems from fetal self-entanglement, so similar to the movement made by fern buds in their tiny croziers before they unfold.”

—— Pascal Quignard, The Answer to Lord Chandos　（Translated by Stéphanie Boulard and Timothy Lavenz)

#oilpainting #painting #油彩画

—— Jon Fosse, Septology (tr. Damion Searls)

#SundaySentence

“once a picture is finished the picture says whatever it can say, no more no less, the picture says in its silent way whatever can be said, and if it's not finished yet then how it's going to turn out and what it's going to say isn't something that can be said in words”

Playground was released in paperback with W. W. Norton today, so we’ve unlocked this piece by Joy Williams on Richard Powers’ thrilling and affecting novel The Overstory →
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“At its best, it(literature) used language to break out of language, into something more like music.”

—— Brad Mehldau, Formation: Building a Personal Canon, Part I
#SundaySentence

“That world, as I say, looks very much like our own, and nevertheless it maintains a side that is irreducible, at times even proudly secret.”

—— Alejandro Zambra, Not to Read

#sundaysentence

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“For this is one of those disheartening instances where truth requires full as much bolstering as error.”

—— Moby-Dick, CHAPTER 45

#MelvilleMonday

“The jingling of my apartment keys in my pocket seems to say this is our home, where is the door.”

—— Yuki Tanaka, Chronicle of Drifting

#SundaySentence #poetry

(tr. Ronald R. Janssen, Jian Zhang)

“Maybe the spark from one's eyes can light those of the other, though our own soul is always in chaos. We can only recognize ourselves in each others eyes. In the deadly, sleeping, empty city prowls a wolf. In the blue sky hangs a lonely golden hook.”

—— Can Xue, Dialogues in Paradise

EcoのThe Mysterious Flame of Queen Loanaをゆっくりゆっくり、数ページずつ読んでいる。記憶喪失した老人の話だが、読んだ本の記憶だけは残っているという設定。もう身につまされることばかり（とりわけ、陰嚢が痒くてボリボリ掻くあたりの描写が秀逸）。これを読んでいると、引喩（allusion）の技法というものを必然的に考えることになる。↓

“it’s not important now where, if the when is now, if it can happen in any now of those that are left to me.”

—— Julio Cortázar, Letter to a Young Lady in Paris (tr. Paul
Blackburn)

“To praise a work of literature by calling it sincere is now at best a way of saying that although it need be given no aesthetic or intellectual admiration, it was at least conceived in innocence of heart.”

——Lionel Trilling, Sincerity and Authenticity

“All that was left of Jun’s poems was her humming.”

Takafumi Sotoma / Fumi Yanagimoto "GINZA"
tr. Jesse Kirkwood

#SundaySentence

Sinds 2021 verschijnt Cees Nooteboom niet meer in het openbaar. @thomashvv.bsky.social krijgt toestemming voor een interview, maar dan wel op Menorca, waar de schrijver woont. Met een whiskey in de hand en af en toe onderbroken door de vogels in de tuin, vertelt Nooteboom over ‘die vergangene Zeit’.

“But didn’t people always talk as though they could actually hear things in their heads—not only know and recall what they knew about voices, music, sounds, but actually re-experience properties of pitch and timbre?”

——Ben Lerner, The Topeka School

#Sundaysentence

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