vendredi, février 16, 2007
in english it goes:
"Of what I see, I shall perhaps have nothing to say. When a woman seems beautiful to me, I have nothing to say about it. I see her smile, and that is all. Intellectuals may dismantle her face to explain its every part, but they no longer see the smile."
too bad vday is over.
these things come from the JC times. which i suppose could be considered my personal literary renaissance period. what happened to me who read and read and read and spent money on nice books. where have all the books gone. i wish something would happen which would make me start reading again. perhaps one day i shall be crazy and read Dante Aligheri's Divinia Comedia again, perhaps one day i shall actually start reading Marcel Proust's Remembrance of Things Past. guess i should go and scan Kino's bookshelves again, and run my fingers over the lovely spines. i still want to read Garth Nix's Abhorsen. and there's always the reading list lying at home.
searched this up in french for the tutorial. they're just such fascinatingly pretty lines. what a dear pity that the author died in the war. pity pity. anyway he wrote Little Prince.Quand une femme me paraît belle, je n'ai rien à en dire. Je la vois sourire, tout simplement. Les intellectuels démontent le visage, pour l'expliquer par les morceaux, mais ils ne voient plus le sourire.
- Antoine Saint-Exuéry. Pilote de Guerre. 1942 -
in english it goes:
"Of what I see, I shall perhaps have nothing to say. When a woman seems beautiful to me, I have nothing to say about it. I see her smile, and that is all. Intellectuals may dismantle her face to explain its every part, but they no longer see the smile."
too bad vday is over.
these things come from the JC times. which i suppose could be considered my personal literary renaissance period. what happened to me who read and read and read and spent money on nice books. where have all the books gone. i wish something would happen which would make me start reading again. perhaps one day i shall be crazy and read Dante Aligheri's Divinia Comedia again, perhaps one day i shall actually start reading Marcel Proust's Remembrance of Things Past. guess i should go and scan Kino's bookshelves again, and run my fingers over the lovely spines. i still want to read Garth Nix's Abhorsen. and there's always the reading list lying at home.
Libellés : Antoine Saint-Exupéry, books
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