studying maps of worlds already gone...
(επετειακόν και ουχί πένθιμον)
... there is a moment which follows pride in the boundless extension of the territories we have conquered, and the melancholy and relief of knowing we shall soon give up any thought of knowing and understanding them.
(I. Calvino, p.5)
given up
Labels: books i'm reading, self, words
posted by Xilaren at 11:49
5 Comments:
ok, and what does that moment feel like? I mean, what comes then after pride? Remorse we cannot conquer more? Or in your case remorse in general for no apparent reason?
Lalala :)
haha! δεν τσιμπάω στο τελευταίο και απλώς λέω:
σύμφωνα με το βιβλίο: a sense of emptiness.
σύμφωνα με μένα: you shake it off and look back with no remorse. (werewolf and in theory of course :)
"Only in Marco Polo's accounts was Kublai Khan able to discern,through the walls and towers destined to crumble, the tracery of a pattern so subtle it could escape the termites' gnawing." pages 5&6
N
ax ti krima...tora stenaxorithika, genika to mayro paei mono se mena:)
Good for people to know.
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