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Iranian women are very consciously aware of gender-explicit oppression. Therefore: with so much more at stake, Iranian women have each other's back: on the street, in stores, at celebrations, everywhere.
(Hungarian ... ) the only tongue the devil respects
Unhappy Persia, that in former age
Hast been the seat of mighty Conquerors,
That in their prowesse and their policies, Have triumph over Africa.
For you, a thousand times over
(Bareh tu hazar dafa)
There are nineteen words in Yiddish that convey gradations of disparagement, from a mild, fluttery helplessness to a state of downright, irreconcilable brutishness. All of them can be usefully employed to pinpoint the kind of individuals I write about.
But I'm not dead!" Tereza cried. "I can still feel!"
"So can we," the corpses laughed.
Khalepa ta kala
"Beauty is harsh
Now there were a few skirt-wearing, firm-breasted Algerian women who shuttled between our world and the world of the roumis, down in the French neighborhoods. We brats used to call them whores and stone them with our eyes. They were fascinating targets, because they could promise the pleasures of
Mitzvah" is Hebrew for "colossal pain in the ass.
My first months in Sofia were a time of intense disorientation: I had never been to that part of the world before; I could barely speak the language; everything seemed strange to me.
A genial and cultured Arab, Ameen Rihani, whose English is perfect and whose eloquence is astounding. He will discuss with equal eagerness and knowledge the merits of Picasso or Van Gogh, or the Zionist question, or the British achievements in Arabia.
The raw beauty of Natalia Ginzburg's prose compels our gaze. First we look inward, with the shock of recognition inspired by all great writing, and then, inevitably, out at the shared world she evokes with such uncompromising clarity.
Is it Rilla-my-Rilla?
The sacred preacher woman; Lailah Gifty Akita.
Krasivaya. It means beautiful, but with strength. Unique.
In the morning, when she walked to the consulate, carefully watching her sandals on the pavement, she glanced up and saw a Negro wearing a stack of panama hats. Maybe twelve. She never forgot the bandoeon of brims, the perfect stutter of hat.
FOR SONIA SANCHEZ
S'tjwetla is a black man's striptease.
Castiglione has 150 employees. But every March another 120 are hired to work the tonnara. The leader is known by the Arab word Raiz, and the fishermen sing an Arab song, "Cialome" (pronounced SHALOMAY), to invoke the gods for the hunt.
I love this city [Tel Aviv]!
Of evils one should choose the least.
[Lat., Ex malis eligere minima oportere.]
Besyn larveth'is!
yee naaldlooshii." "The
You have to know me, to know : me, better!
Even better
Petra
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty.
[Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
Well," Aureliano said. "Tell me what it is."
Pilar Ternera bit her lips with a sad smile.
"That you would be good in a war," she said. "Where you put your eye, you put your bullet.
I always thought I'd live in Paris, Rome, Madrid - at least for a while. It strikes me now that I didn't dream of Zanzibar or Papeete or Tashkent: even my fantasy was cautious, a good girl's fantasy, a blanched almond of a fantasy. Today, even that is enough to clench my fists and curl my toes. In
Nest of Soviet fellow travelers clacking busybodies in a Soviet jellyfish front, sitting here in Leesburg oozing out their funny little propaganda and making nuisances of themselves.
A Persian's heaven is eas'ly made: 'T is but black eyes and lemonade.
These trifles will lead to serious mischief.
[Lat., Hae nugae seria ducent
In mala.]
Tchotchka. Amorta. Heart of my heart. Speak to me.
Cesky Krumlov, the little jewel box of a city in southern Bohemia.
Girl Tractorist: As the poet Mayakovsky said: "The home of the Soviet people shall be the home of Reason"!
Maktub" (It is written.)
Istanbul ... the constant beating of the wave of the East against the rock of the West ...
To both Holly and Cade, Tera said, "Then we part ways here, hopefully with peace still between us."
Cade shrugged. "What's a few arrow wounds among friends, yeah?"
With a wince, she said, "About those arrows, Cade. They were dipped in poison - "
"Poison!" Cade bellowed. "Ah, come on, Tera!
Valar Dohaeris. All men must serve.
Khalepa ta kala, greek. It means 'beauty is harsh'.
Inchallah" (God willing.)- MISCHIEF IN FEZ
Tinks titties Rache
Jenks
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Gervasio Lonquimay
ALREADY KNOW the camp on the moors. It was here that Himmelstoss gave Tjaden his education. But now I know hardly anyone here; as ever, all is altered. There are only a few people that I have occasionally met before. I go through the routine mechanically. In the evenings I generally
How do you say 'delicious' in Cuban?
Puszcza, an old Polish word, means "forest primeval." Straddling the border between Poland and Belarus, the half-million acres of the Bialowieza Puszcza contain Europe's last remaining fragment of old-growth, lowland wilderness.
How do Polish people spell farm? E-I-E-I-O
Tomas lived under the hypnotic spell cast by the excruciating beauty of Tereza's dreams.
from Egypt: "You
As you travel around Slovenia,
Think of the tales the hills could tell you.
Share the awe of natural wonder;
Tread the trails, but as you wander
Honor the age-old endeavors to be
Literate, informed, democratic and free.
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
Hortense. We broke
I love you, Terese. I always will." Something changed. I could see it in her body language. A stiffening of the spine maybe. The best friend was slipping away. An adversary was coming to the surface.
The gitano is the most distinguished, profound and aristocratic element in my country, the one that most represents its Way of being and best preserves the fire, the blood and the alphabet of Andalusian and universal truth ...
Tioga did you wipe it on my mustache?
She is a famous artists' model who claims to have been christened Topaz - even if this is true there is no law to make a woman stick to a name like that.
I don't believe in that country any longer. I'm not interested. I'm writing in the language, and I like the language.
Dinna fash yourself, Sassenach. Ye canna say more than ye know, but tell me it all, just once more.
Semmelweis reflex. They
The Dominican Republic is my holy land, my Mecca.
Did you ask Mario?" "He wouldn't say." I didn't ask who Mario was. I figured Terese would fill me in later. Terese
My childhood name that my father gave me, my mother, my grandmother, grandfather, family and friends all call me T.I.P.
What sweetness lies in wait each time I bring your lips to mine, a confection so perfect that its syrup infuses my daydreams and beomes real when I close my eyes.
Razi (From The Mercy of Thin Air)
Wat's tes-tees?" inquired a small voice. Jemmy had abandoned his rocks and was looking up at me in profound interest. "Er ... " I said. I glanced round the room in search of aid. "That's Latin for your balls, lad," Roger said gravely, suppressing a grin.
Tharn. It was a good word for a bad state of mind.
Artillery raining fire on his tiny village Jabla on the Line of Control (LoC). War has numbed him, so has devastation. Yet nothing had prepared him for the havoc of Saturday morning. He was taking a nap, having had his pre-dawn Ramzan meal. At first there
To be the child of immigrants from Eastern Europe is in itself a special kind of experience; and an important one to an author. He has heard two languages through childhood, the one spoken with ease at home, and the other spoken with ease in the streets and at school, but spoken poorly at home.
No! he wanted to cry out. No, Tania, please come back. What can I leave her with, what can I say, what one word can I leave with her, for her? What one word for my wife?
"Tatiasha," Alexander called after her. God, what was the curator's name ... ?
She glanced back.
"Remember Orbeli-
highlights of Elena's career,
Ravaged all,
Bogo tabal
Timore toron
Totoo now gone ...
Tel Aviv appeals to me.
Tereza had gone back to sleep; he could not. He pictured her death. She was dead and having terrible nightmares; but because she was dead, he was unable to wake her from them. Yes, that is death: Tereza asleep, having terrible nightmares, and he unable to wake her.
You are my country, Desdemona ... My Egypt. My hot, harrowing desert and my cool, verdant Nile, infinitely lovely and unfathomable and sustaining.
Before you there lie the Steppes, my darling - only the Steppes, the naked Steppes, the Steppes that are as bare as the palm of my hand. There there live only heartless old women and rude peasants and drunkards. There the trees have already shed their leaves. There abide but rain and cold.
I've always wanted to go to Timbuktu. First of all I think it has the best name of anywhere in the world.
You are Tadeusz Radecki? I am in the right place?' 'I know who I am. What I want to know is who you are.
The red sands of Marrakesh, sprawling at the foot of the Atlas like a wounded Leviathan ...
Manassa naught,
a padded white envelope
with no return address,
landlocked and antiseptic,
exploited like a gas station.
Beauty
passes through in the briefest of cameos.
Marie Laurencin.
Poland remains undzer heym, our home, no matter how bitter the memories, how filled with disappointment and betrayal. Amerike iz goles, America is exile, a foreign land in which I speak a foreign tongue. But I will never live in Poland. I do not want to, though I do not see an end to the mourning.
Howay yabastaaz I'll t-t-take the f-f-fuckin lorrayaz! Am fuckin al reet me man. Why aye!
Prickomo fucking cocksca. That bastard old arsehole-fucker.
Rus, dancing alongside Roza like a monstrous, bedraggled pony.
Polish comes from the cities; wisdom from the desert.
TTFN Ta Ta For Now!Ttfn-- A.a. Milne
To paraphrase a Latino saying (which is possibly ultimately from the Arabic traditiom), MI rasa is supposed raza." So Living in Spanglish is not a racial Istanbul text.
Where flies Korabas, there shall be T'iam.
Eretz Yisrael (Land of Israel) alongside Bashir's love of Arde Falastin (Land of Palestine).
Yafi'i, Raud al rayahin
As a poet Maria Terrone lives, like the rest of us, in a world of questions marks-but what shines through them is the fierce light of the life force itself
To see the Persia of poets and painters, hiding in plain sight behind the much-maligned Iran of our newspaper headlines, would be my fondest wish.
She's a legend. She's really huge in the Czech Republic. Everywhere, actually.
Waban-aki: People from where the sun rises.
I was hanging out in gers [yurts] with these Kazakh sort of Bedouins. Drank nasty-ass camel milk. The drive [from the Souther Gobi to Ulan Bator] is insane. It's like The Road.
Jason said, "Yes. Gerard T. Giraffe."
What does the 'T' stand for?"
'The.
I have always wanted to go to Trieste because it sounds like tristesse, which is a light-hearted word, even though in French it means sadness. In Spanish it is tristeza, which is heavier than French sadness, more of a groan than a whisper.
My name is Zia Rashid.
Januz feels glad to have her in his arms
his wife, who would do anything to protect their son. This is how she presents herself. Like a soldier who would kill for her country. And her country is their son.
He opened his eyes and whispered to me. "Kind of incredible. She is you, she is your mother, your father, your country." He kissed her head and leaned down to whisper in my ear.
"She is Poland.
PAPA: This damn country has done us in. That's why I'm like this. We should be there. Home.
NASSER: But that country has been sodomized by religion. It is beginning to interfere with the making of money. Compared with everywhere, it is a little heaven here.
You should hear what my parents wanted to call me. It was between Brown Rice, Neon Hitch and Z. Ziggurat Zanzibar Zandorf. I'm not joking. Imagine fitting that on my passport!