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The International Lawrence Durrell Society 𝄐 'Books are like love letters; they are destined for a particular person.' /da capo/

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“The kiss did not for a moment expect itself to be answered by another -to copy itself like the reflection of a moth in a looking-glass.” Lawrence Durrell

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Portrait of Cavafy by Nikos Engonopoulos (1907-1985), tempera on wood, 1948. The lines on the scroll are from the poem “Sophist Leaving Syria”:

“Eminent sophist, now that you are leaving Syria
with plans to write a book about Antioch.”

Portrait of Cavafy by Nikos Engonopoulos (1907-1985), tempera on wood, 1948. The lines on the scroll are from the poem “Sophist Leaving Syria”: “Eminent sophist, now that you are leaving Syria with plans to write a book about Antioch.” #cavafy #poetry
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'As for the dead,' she went on after a moment, 'I have always thought that the dead think of us as dead. They have rejoined the living after this trifling excursion into quasi-life.'

— Lawrence Durrell, The Alexandria Quartet

Klee, Gespenster A Abgang
(Departure of the Ghost)

'As for the dead,' she went on after a moment, 'I have always thought that the dead think of us as dead. They have rejoined the living after this trifling excursion into quasi-life.' — Lawrence Durrell, The Alexandria Quartet Klee, Gespenster A Abgang (Departure of the Ghost)
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'You pick things up like a person leaving a burning house, which means you do it very randomly.'
~ W. G. Sebald
Died on this day, in 2001

thanks to LiteraryVienna

'You pick things up like a person leaving a burning house, which means you do it very randomly.' ~ W. G. Sebald Died on this day, in 2001 thanks to @LiteraryVienna
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A crumpled snapshot: her face was half turned away from me. . . .

Impossible to restore this vanished afternoon to mind! I gazed carefully at the circumstantial detail of the picture like someone bent upon restoring an irremediably faded fresco.

— Lawrence Durrell

Lee Miller

A crumpled snapshot: her face was half turned away from me. . . . Impossible to restore this vanished afternoon to mind! I gazed carefully at the circumstantial detail of the picture like someone bent upon restoring an irremediably faded fresco. — Lawrence Durrell Lee Miller
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Malheureusement, elle Ă©tait toujours prĂ©sente, et le sera toujours, flottant dans l’esprit comme le mirage que rencontrent si souvent les voyageurs.

Le Quatuor d’Alexandrie
Lawrence Durrell

🌾 Oana Stoian

Malheureusement, elle Ă©tait toujours prĂ©sente, et le sera toujours, flottant dans l’esprit comme le mirage que rencontrent si souvent les voyageurs. Le Quatuor d’Alexandrie Lawrence Durrell 🌾 Oana Stoian
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Une faible brise venue de l’archipel grec caressait la mer. La mer Ă©tait douce comme une joue humaine. Sur ses bords seulement elle bougeait un peu et soupirait.

Le Quatuor d’Alexandrie
Lawrence Durrell

🌾 Rui Palha

Une faible brise venue de l’archipel grec caressait la mer. La mer Ă©tait douce comme une joue humaine. Sur ses bords seulement elle bougeait un peu et soupirait. Le Quatuor d’Alexandrie Lawrence Durrell 🌾 @ruipalha
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Each word is set in its precise and luminous place.

Such paragraphs live to the touch of the reader's hand; they have a complex aural music; and the light seems to play across the surface of the words in bright tracery.

— George Steiner, on The Alexandria Quartet

Each word is set in its precise and luminous place. Such paragraphs live to the touch of the reader's hand; they have a complex aural music; and the light seems to play across the surface of the words in bright tracery. — George Steiner, on The Alexandria Quartet
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Surrounded by boys in baggy sweaters and delightfully funky girls in the smoke of the cafés-crÚme of Saint-Germain-des-Prés who read Durrell, Beauvoir, Duras, Douassot, Queneau, Sarraute, here I am a Frenchified Argentinian.

— Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch (Rayuela)

GĂĄlvez

Surrounded by boys in baggy sweaters and delightfully funky girls in the smoke of the cafĂ©s-crĂšme of Saint-Germain-des-PrĂ©s who read Durrell, Beauvoir, Duras, Douassot, Queneau, Sarraute, here I am a Frenchified Argentinian. — Julio CortĂĄzar, Hopscotch (Rayuela) GĂĄlvez
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Each word is set in its precise and luminous place.

Such paragraphs live to the touch of the reader's hand; they have a complex aural music; and the light seems to play across the surface of the words in bright tracery.

— George Steiner, on The Alexandria Quartet

Each word is set in its precise and luminous place. Such paragraphs live to the touch of the reader's hand; they have a complex aural music; and the light seems to play across the surface of the words in bright tracery. — George Steiner, on The Alexandria Quartet
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“That an Alexandrian is writing about an Alexandrian.”

– C.P. Cavafy, “For Ammones, Who Died Aged 29, in 610”, translated by Evangelos Sachperoglou.

“That an Alexandrian is writing about an Alexandrian.” – C.P. Cavafy, “For Ammones, Who Died Aged 29, in 610”, translated by Evangelos Sachperoglou. #poetry #cavafy
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