Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Of Words and Lines

My new favorite word:

gezelligheit (Dutch) – the pursuit of small pleasures


Best line in Daniel Silva’s The Secret Servant:

“Forgive me, my friend. Now that you are no longer striking me, I was just trying to make polite conversation.” (36)


From Natasha Trethewey's poem "Again, The Fields" in Native Guard:

The wheat falls beneath his scythe--
a language of bounty--the swaths

like scripture on the field's open page. (11-13)

(Trethewey was the 2007 Pulitzer Prize Winner for Poetry)

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