February 2012
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“She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.”
– Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
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“Beauty and passion were the breath of her being, he thought.”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“She could not force herself to speak a word. The heather was growing dim around...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“But still you keep your solitude
and hardly notice me:
I’m but a breeze...”
– “Annunciation (Words of the Angel)”, Rainer Maria Rilke, From The Book of Images (Translator J. B. Leishman)
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“In summer it was a pleasant place, for the deep woods on either side murmured,...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter’s evening when dusk almost...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“I’m William,” he interrupted.
At that she smiled a ravishing girl’s smile, as...”
– Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts
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“They had met first in Scotland, fishing — she from one rock, he from another....”
– Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts
“An angle of light. Believe in it.”
– Ana Božičević, from “Death, Is All”
“Most people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects....”
– Elie Wiesel
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“She carried her pocket Shakespeare about with her, and met life fortified by the...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“‘There were such pretty lanes in those days. That was how your uncle met...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“It was green in the garden; grey the next. Here came the sun — an illimitable...”
– Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts
“Ontem senti os teus lábios nos meus, quarta-feira às quatro da tarde.”
– “Anne”, em As Duas Inglesas e o Continente, de François Truffaut.
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“He was lying back comfortably in a deep arm-chair, smoking a cigar, and...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day
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“The flower blazed between the angles of the roots. Membrane after membrane was...”
– Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts
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“At this early hour of a June morning the library was empty. Mrs. Giles had to...”
– Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts
“The silence when I hold you to my chest,
the silence of the window above us,...”
– Billy Collins, from “Silence”
Plans for tonight include a nice cup of tea, my sister’s quilt and the movie Les Deux anglaises et le continent, by François Truffaut.
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“we fall asleep
with one hand under our head
and with the other in a mound of...”
– “I Would Like to Describe”, by Zbigniew Herbert (translated by Czeslaw Milosz)
