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#nonazis #noafd #noai
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Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
February 8, 2025 at 10:20 AM
Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
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“Ideas come to us as the substitutes for griefs, and griefs, at the moment when they change into ideas, lose some part of their power to injure our heart; the transformation itself, even, for an instant, releases suddenly a little joy.”
— Proust, Time Regained (tr. Scott Moncrieff et al.)
— Proust, Time Regained (tr. Scott Moncrieff et al.)
January 21, 2026 at 8:44 PM
“Ideas come to us as the substitutes for griefs, and griefs, at the moment when they change into ideas, lose some part of their power to injure our heart; the transformation itself, even, for an instant, releases suddenly a little joy.”
— Proust, Time Regained (tr. Scott Moncrieff et al.)
— Proust, Time Regained (tr. Scott Moncrieff et al.)
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Is it not curious, that so vast a being as the whale should see the world through so small an eye, and hear the thunder through an ear which is smaller than a hare’s?
[…] Why then do you try to “enlarge” your mind? Subtilize it.
(Moby-Dick, Ch. 74)
#MelvilleMonday 🐳
[…] Why then do you try to “enlarge” your mind? Subtilize it.
(Moby-Dick, Ch. 74)
#MelvilleMonday 🐳
January 19, 2026 at 4:37 PM
Is it not curious, that so vast a being as the whale should see the world through so small an eye, and hear the thunder through an ear which is smaller than a hare’s?
[…] Why then do you try to “enlarge” your mind? Subtilize it.
(Moby-Dick, Ch. 74)
#MelvilleMonday 🐳
[…] Why then do you try to “enlarge” your mind? Subtilize it.
(Moby-Dick, Ch. 74)
#MelvilleMonday 🐳
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"Too vague – the face –
My own – so patient – covets –
Too far – the strength –
My timidness enfolds –
Haunting the Heart –
Like her translated faces –
Teazing the want –
It – only – can suffice!"
— Emily Dickinson
My own – so patient – covets –
Too far – the strength –
My timidness enfolds –
Haunting the Heart –
Like her translated faces –
Teazing the want –
It – only – can suffice!"
— Emily Dickinson
January 19, 2026 at 3:56 PM
"Too vague – the face –
My own – so patient – covets –
Too far – the strength –
My timidness enfolds –
Haunting the Heart –
Like her translated faces –
Teazing the want –
It – only – can suffice!"
— Emily Dickinson
My own – so patient – covets –
Too far – the strength –
My timidness enfolds –
Haunting the Heart –
Like her translated faces –
Teazing the want –
It – only – can suffice!"
— Emily Dickinson
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“I do not know how to rid the world of evil, or whether one is simply supposed to endure it. But you are there and are having an effect, and the poems have an effect of their own and help to protect you—that is the answer and a counterbalance in this world.”
— Ingeborg Bachmann to Paul Celan, 1958
— Ingeborg Bachmann to Paul Celan, 1958
January 18, 2026 at 4:50 PM
“I do not know how to rid the world of evil, or whether one is simply supposed to endure it. But you are there and are having an effect, and the poems have an effect of their own and help to protect you—that is the answer and a counterbalance in this world.”
— Ingeborg Bachmann to Paul Celan, 1958
— Ingeborg Bachmann to Paul Celan, 1958
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“Beautiful books are written in a sort of foreign language. Beneath each word each one of us puts his own meaning or at least his own image, which is often a misinterpretation. But in beautiful books all our misinterpretations are beautiful.”
— Proust, Against Sainte-Beuve
— Proust, Against Sainte-Beuve
January 17, 2026 at 7:57 PM
“Beautiful books are written in a sort of foreign language. Beneath each word each one of us puts his own meaning or at least his own image, which is often a misinterpretation. But in beautiful books all our misinterpretations are beautiful.”
— Proust, Against Sainte-Beuve
— Proust, Against Sainte-Beuve
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“We must be bilingual even in a single language, we must have a minor language inside our own language, we must create a minor use of our own language… Proust says: ‘Great literature is written in a sort of foreign language…’ That is the definition of style.”
— Deleuze, Dialogues
— Deleuze, Dialogues
January 17, 2026 at 7:56 PM
“We must be bilingual even in a single language, we must have a minor language inside our own language, we must create a minor use of our own language… Proust says: ‘Great literature is written in a sort of foreign language…’ That is the definition of style.”
— Deleuze, Dialogues
— Deleuze, Dialogues
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“The work of art offers an experience of contradictions and incommensurabilities—these are much better than truths.”
(Lyn Hejinian, Positions of the Sun)
“Indeed, everything comes alive when contradictions accumulate.”
(Bachelard, The Poetics of Space)
(Lyn Hejinian, Positions of the Sun)
“Indeed, everything comes alive when contradictions accumulate.”
(Bachelard, The Poetics of Space)
January 16, 2026 at 5:07 PM
“The work of art offers an experience of contradictions and incommensurabilities—these are much better than truths.”
(Lyn Hejinian, Positions of the Sun)
“Indeed, everything comes alive when contradictions accumulate.”
(Bachelard, The Poetics of Space)
(Lyn Hejinian, Positions of the Sun)
“Indeed, everything comes alive when contradictions accumulate.”
(Bachelard, The Poetics of Space)
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January 7, 2026 at 7:32 PM
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So ist jeder Tag etwas anders, wechselt die Perspektiven, die Karten, das Leben, nur der Mond bleibt auf meinen Knien.
August 4, 2025 at 3:47 PM
So ist jeder Tag etwas anders, wechselt die Perspektiven, die Karten, das Leben, nur der Mond bleibt auf meinen Knien.
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As you start to walk on the way, the way appears.
— Rumi
#photography #scape #visualnarrative #imagemaker #thenorth #eastcoastkin #westcoastkin
— Rumi
#photography #scape #visualnarrative #imagemaker #thenorth #eastcoastkin #westcoastkin
January 16, 2026 at 2:33 PM
As you start to walk on the way, the way appears.
— Rumi
#photography #scape #visualnarrative #imagemaker #thenorth #eastcoastkin #westcoastkin
— Rumi
#photography #scape #visualnarrative #imagemaker #thenorth #eastcoastkin #westcoastkin
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All he could do was wait like this, patiently, until it grew light out and the birds awoke and began their day. All he could do was trust in the birds, in all the birds, with their wings and beaks.
Haruki Murakami
Haruki Murakami
January 14, 2026 at 8:06 AM
All he could do was wait like this, patiently, until it grew light out and the birds awoke and began their day. All he could do was trust in the birds, in all the birds, with their wings and beaks.
Haruki Murakami
Haruki Murakami
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For en herlig morgen
Og ingen folk!! Snasent
Og ingen folk!! Snasent
January 11, 2026 at 8:02 PM
For en herlig morgen
Og ingen folk!! Snasent
Og ingen folk!! Snasent
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(“We learn poetry from the animal in the woods.”)
January 11, 2026 at 9:27 PM
(“We learn poetry from the animal in the woods.”)
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Red dawn. Trondheim, Norway. Jan 2026.
January 15, 2026 at 3:30 PM
Red dawn. Trondheim, Norway. Jan 2026.
mehr Leichtigkeit 🪶
January 15, 2026 at 1:11 PM
mehr Leichtigkeit 🪶
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Frost swirl on a litter bin, Aviemore.
December 16, 2025 at 4:06 PM
Frost swirl on a litter bin, Aviemore.
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“A bit of light still filters through the words.”
(Blanchot, L’attente L’oubli)
(Blanchot, L’attente L’oubli)
January 14, 2026 at 9:48 PM
“A bit of light still filters through the words.”
(Blanchot, L’attente L’oubli)
(Blanchot, L’attente L’oubli)
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January 3, 2026 at 5:37 PM
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Eva Schestag übersetzt #Lyrik und #Prosa aus dem klassischen und modernen Chinesischen und aus dem Englischen. Für das Wintersemester 25/26 wurde sie als zweite Dozentin der Monika-Schoeller-Dozentur berufen. Nächster Termin: 21.01.26.
Mehr im #UniReport 🔗 aktuelles.uni-frankfurt.de/allgemein/mo...
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Monika-Schoeller-Dozentur: Eva Schestag begeistert mit Lesung und Workshop. Im Januar geht es weiter. | Aktuelles aus der Goethe-Universität Frankfurt
Für das Wintersemester 2025/26 wurde sie als zweite Dozentin der Schoeller-Dozentur berufen: Eva Schestag übersetzt Lyrik und Prosa aus dem klassischen und modernen Chinesischen sowie aus dem Englisch...
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January 6, 2026 at 1:56 PM
Eva Schestag übersetzt #Lyrik und #Prosa aus dem klassischen und modernen Chinesischen und aus dem Englischen. Für das Wintersemester 25/26 wurde sie als zweite Dozentin der Monika-Schoeller-Dozentur berufen. Nächster Termin: 21.01.26.
Mehr im #UniReport 🔗 aktuelles.uni-frankfurt.de/allgemein/mo...
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