Teju Cole over W.G. Sebald:

Often, in describing the actual world, he paints it similarly, detail by detail, attentive always to effects of the light. In “Calm November Weather,” he gives an account of a reading given by a Greenlandic poet that he’d attended:

sounds of her feathery
language taavvi
jjuag she says the

the great darkness &
lifting her arm
qaavmaaq the
shimmering light.

What earns Sebald the gratitude and affection of readers, and makes this book a splendid addition to an already extraordinary oeuvre, is encapsulated in the fragment above: the great darkness, the shimmering light. He was able to pin both down, time and again and with impeccable technique, onto the printed page. His are the books of our history opened before us.


Quite often I am asked to recommend, as a practice, the habit of “reading.” I like to do this, though I always feel a little phony. To recommend something implies that its presence in your life is a positive choice, like playing tennis or avoiding gluten. For me, being a reader, in summer or at any other time, isn’t a “lifestyle choice.” Rather, I made the choice—if that’s what it was—so long ago, it has taken on an inescapable character in my mind. I think that if I were a very good swimmer, I would be proud to be so, but being proud of being a reader, in my case, is like being proud you have feet. I don’t feel much pride when, on the way to somebody’s house for dinner, I stuff several books into my handbag for…well, for what? Can I really not manage a brief subway ride without textual support? Is that normal? Are there other people who, when watching a documentary set in a prison, secretly think, as I have, Wish I had all that time to read?’

Zadie Smith, What it Means to Be Addicted to Reading (found via)

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Rembrandt van Rijn, A Man seated reading at a Table in a Lofty Room, 1628-30,  (via laclefdescoeurs)

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Colors of the Atacama Desert (Salta, Argentina) by Stéphane San Quirce.

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