chagall-mother

September 2, 2024

A desire comes to me to write, and to write in my faltering mother tongue, which, as it happens, I have not spoken since I left the home of my parents.

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Thought:

“All true feeling is in reality untranslatable. To express it is to betray it. But to translate it is to dissimulate it.”

Antonin Artaud

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