#u

Nowadays we are fond of literal translations...That would have seemed a crime to translators in ages past...They wanted to prove that the vernacular was as capable of a great poem as the original. ↗

— Jorge Luis Borges

#translations #age

Look at me, chica." When she does, I repeat, "Eres hermosa." "What does it mean?" "You're beautiful. ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#carlos-fuentes #love #rules-of-attraction #sweet #beauty

For two nights Félicité never left the dead girl. She said the same prayers over and over again, sprinkled holy water on the sheets, then sat down again to watch. At the end of her first vigil, she noticed that the child's face had gone yellow, the lips were turning blue, the nose looked sharper, and the eyes were sunken. She kissed them several times, and would not have been particularly surprised if Virginie had opened them again: to minds like hers the supernatural is a simple matter. She laid her out, wrapped her in a shroud, put her in her coffin, placed a wreath on her, and spread out her hair. It was fair and amazingly long for her age. Félicité cut off a big lock, half of which she slipped into her bosom, resolving never to part with it. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#love #superstition #age

But courage was growing in me too. Little by little it was getting harder and harder for me not to speak out. ↗

— Anne Moody

#courage #mississippi-authors #age

It's today I must be living. ↗

— Catherine Marshall

#attitude

Entire years had passed when he was rich enough in time to disregard the loose change of a minute, but now he obsessed over each one, this minute, the next minute, the one following, all of which were different terms for the same illusion. ↗

— Anthony Marra

#time #time-passing #wisdom #youth-is-wasted-on-the-young #age

One of the greatest tragedies in my life is my deafness, for it's been over twenty years now since I've been able to hear notes. When I listen to music it's as if the letters in a text were changing places with one another, rendering the words unintelligible and muddying the lines. I'd consider my old age redeemed if my hearing were to come back, for music would be the gentlest opiate, calming my fears as I move toward death. In any case, I suppose the only chance I have for that kind of miracle involves nothing short of a visit to Lourdes. ↗

— Luis Buñuel

#deafness #music #age

Love is like breakfast with Mildred. Who’s Mildred? How the heck should I know? I don’t eat breakfast.
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— Jarod Kintz

#breakfast #food #funny #humor #love

I’m a fake fact factory. The things I make are the things I make up. Also, as a side business, I make love. Actually, I just made that up. ↗

— Dora J. Arod

#fact #factory #facts #funny #humor

We aren’t encouraged to think for ourselves and ask questions. We are expected to accept what they teach us as infallible truths. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#educational-inequity #educational-system #infallibility #miseducation #age