A la recherche du temps perdu











"From the wound to the wound."
—  Edmond Jabès, from The Book of Margins, trans. Rosmarie Waldrop

"It passes, but it does not pass away."
—  László Krasznahorkai, The Melancholy of Resistance, trans. George Szirtes

Letter from Franz Kafka to his fiancée, Felice Bauer, postmarked 9 August 1916

Letter from Franz Kafka to his fiancée, Felice Bauer, postmarked 9 August 1916


"I write to close my eyes."
—  Franz Kafka

as quoted by Jenny Offill in Dept. of Speculation

"Every true poet is a monster."
—  Tomaž Šalamun, from “Folk Song,” trans. Charles Simic

"Help me
translate loss the way this land does—
flood, earthquake, landslide—
terrible, and alive."
—  Deborah A. Miranda, from “Old Territory. New Maps.

Ingmar Bergman, Persona, 1966

Ingmar Bergman, Persona, 1966


"We die with the dying:
See, they depart, and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them."
—  T. S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding” in The Four Quartets

"If you could just ravel out into time. That would be nice. It would be nice if you could just ravel out into time."
—  William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

Alain Resnais, Last Year at Marienbad, 1961

Alain Resnais, Last Year at Marienbad, 1961


"Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness."
—  Anne Carson, The Beauty of the Husband

"but you shall not escape my iambics"
—  Catullus, Fragment 1, trans. Henry Walker

Marc Chagall, Untitled, 1973

Marc Chagall, Untitled, 1973


"How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home."
—  William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

"'Ghosts,' I said. 'Ghosts are why we can't make love.'"
—  Doris Lessing, The Diaries of Jane Somers