Monday, March 2, 2009

Quote of the day

I can't keep this day. I can only live it now. I can't save it up for another time. Another time will be another time. This is today. My gift. One life. One day.

I got up quietly, dressed and went downstairs and drank coffee standing up in a little bar. I was sleepy and happy, not because I wanted anything but because I didn't. It will be enough to go now, to wrap the day round me like a warm coat.

From Roman short story

3 comments:

  1. I was gonna say, why don't you translate some whole pieces of Jeanette Winterson's work? I think you two share something in common.

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  2. What makes you have this idea:) I am quite flattered. But as you see, I am trying to be a 'good' student these days...rx

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  3. A while ago I read one of your blog entry and I got the feeling that I have to read Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit. That's probably the beginning of this thought. And haven't you wrote something about losing a parent or someone close in your childhood. I'm not sure if it was your writing or a translation, or a review, but that was quite touching - in the way that Winterson's writing touches me. Reading Lighthouse Watching in Chinese was rather disappointing. Her writing should be less flat, her words should be more grasping. It should have a drowning power.

    Anyway... to be a good student is also important, I guess...

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