Pierre Alechinsky, Vocabulaire I
"And Tokyo is the cherry blossoms, the sunset at dusk, dawn sunlight through her windows, the cry of the crow, the cityscape of darkened rooms on a rainy evening, the depth of feeling in her eyes…"
Qiu Miaojin, Last Words from Montmartre
Pierre Alechinsky, Sun Slit Throat (Soleil cou coupé)
"Every work that isn’t a masterpiece is, in a sense, a part of a vast camouflage. […] Every book that isn’t a masterpiece is cannon fodder, a slogging foot soldier, a piece to be sacrificed, since in multiple ways it mimics the design of the masterpiece."
Roberto Bolaño, 2666
Pierre Alechinsky, Citation
"As a minor, experimental writer, I need the strangeness of the foreign."
"Even forgetting has its shape in the permanent realm of change."
Rainer Maria Rilke
"The next table over there was a girl with blue hair leaning over a notebook and chewing on a ballpoint pen, and at the table next to her was a little boy in a soccer uniform sitting with his mother who told him, The plural of elf is elves. A wave of happiness came over me. It felt giddy to be part of it all. To be drinking a cup of coffee like a normal person. I wanted to shout out: The plural of elf is elves! What a language! What a world!"
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
Anna Morosini, summer and me
"I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better."
Anna Morosini, your envy is my strength
"His teeth. His lips. The water dripping from his chin in the shower."
Hanne Ørstavik, The Blue Room
Anna Morosini, phoenix