May You Live An Existence That Doesnt Require Constant Resilience.

May you live an existence that doesn’t require constant resilience.

{Rumi, from Let the beauty we Love be what we Do: "Who Speaks with my Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena/ Tumblr User: @muktanjali (x)/ Franz Kafka/ Tiemar Tegene/ Unknown/ Khaled Hosseini/ Jacqueline Novak, from How to Weep in Public: Feeble Offerings on Depression from One Who Knows/Sally Rooney, Conversations With Friends}

of course, and i see this reflected when i tell others to watch/read media from my country & realise no translation or lack-thereof will ever do the originals justice

Do you ever get sad knowing that you'll never know all the languages and so since translators make choices (they have to) and things sometimes don't fully translate you can never experience every book exactly as it was originally intended to be read?

The Night of Counting the Years ( Shadi Abdel Salam, 1969)

this year all of me was murdered & yet I AM STILL HERE

— Arabelle Sicardi, from “The Year in Ugliness.”

— Paul Guest, from “1987.”