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The bell rings, we get up. The bell rings again, we go to bed. We retire to our rooms; we saw life pass beneath our windows, observed it in books and on our walks, watched the seasons change.
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In his book Where I’m Reading From, Tim Parks asks an important question of readers: “Do we need to finish ?” The reason this query is so vital is that most people, I’ll argue, don’t actually finish all the books they’ve said they’ve read—and if this is so then we must all understand what we mean when we say we’ve “read” a book. Continue reading…
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I suspect what it suggests is the importance of finding the right translator for the first translation of a literary work, one who has a genuine affinity with the style of the original, and, above all, can root it into our own literature in a moment when it makes sense, when the culture can really receive it in its own idiom.
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On a sunny spring day, the first Saturday in September, I made the long trip in to the city (and with a bus replacing the train for part of the way, it was *very* long…) for my annual trek to the… 1,156 more words