Although I cannot move and I have to speak through a computer, in my mind, I am free.
Translation is the paradigm, the exemplar of all writing. It is translation that demonstrates most vividly the yearning for transformation that underlies every act involving speech, that supremely human gift.
I am the weaver of hope, searching shadows for silver strands of stars.
I understood myself only after I had destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.
To make no mistakes is not in the power of man; but from their errors and mistakes the wise and good learn wisdom for the future.
Loyalty is a rare virtue in the corridors of power.
Although I cannot move and I have to speak through a computer, in my mind, I am free.
Translation is the paradigm, the exemplar of all writing. It is translation that demonstrates most vividly the yearning for transformation that underlies every act involving speech, that supremely human gift.
I am the weaver of hope, searching shadows for silver strands of stars.
I understood myself only after I had destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.
To make no mistakes is not in the power of man; but from their errors and mistakes the wise and good learn wisdom for the future.
Loyalty is a rare virtue in the corridors of power.