Quotes from Georges Perec

Je me souviens d'un fromage qui s'appelait la Vache sérieuse ( la Vache qui rit lui a fait un procès et l'a gagné).

J'écris : j'écris parce que nous avons vécu ensemble, parce que j'ai été un parmi eux, ombre au milieu de leurs ombres, corps près de leur corps ; j'écris parce qu'ils ont laissé en moi leur marque indélébile et que la trace en est l'écriture : leur souvenir est mort à l'écriture ; l'écriture est le souvenir de leur mort et l'affirmation de ma vie.

Busco a un tiempo lo eterno y lo efímero

Ya bir devam? vard?r,ya da yoktur.. Ya anlat?labilecek bir devam? vard?r,ya da yoktur.

Madame Altamont was leaving for a holiday. With her characteristic concern for propriety and orderliness, she emptied her refrigerator and gave the left-overs to the concierge: two ounces of butter, a pound of fresh green beans, two lemons, half a pot of redcurrant jam, a dab of fresh cream, a few cherries, a port of milk, a few bits of cheese, various herbs, and three Bulgarian-flavour yoghurts.

Pero entre estos sueños demasiado grandes, a los que se entregaban con una complacencia extraña, y la nulidad de sus acciones reales no se insertaba ningún proyecto racional, que hubiera conciliado las necesidades objetivas y sus posibilidades financieras. Los paralizaba la inmensidad de sus deseos.

Ils t'identifient, ils te reconnaissent. Ils ne savent pas que ces simples saluts, ces seuls sourire, ces signes de tête indifférents sont tous ce qui chaque jour te sauve.

Time, which sees to everything, has provided the solution, despite yourself. Time, that knows the answer, has continued to flow. It is on a day like this one, a little later, a little earlier, that everything starts again, that everything starts, that everything continues

Tu n'est pas mort et la mort même ne saurait te délivrer...

Franz Kafka'n?n vakti zaman?nda aç?klad??? gibi: Ula??lacak bir amaç vard?r ama yol yoktur; karars?zl?klar?m?za, duraksamalar?m?za yol ad?n? takar?z.

GerçeÄŸini arayan yaz? serüvenini sat?r aralar?nda belli eden ÅŸu nafile aray???n izidir kitap: kurallar? son derece basit ama oynan??? fena halde umutsuzca karma??k bir oyun.

Ne bi imalo nikakvog smisla da je druga?ije. Sve su prou?ili, sve izra?unali, ne dolazi u obzir da se prevare, nitko nikada nije uo?io ni jednu pogrešku, makar samo za nekoliko centimetara ili milimetara. Svejedno uvijek osje?am nešto poput ushi?enja kad pomislim da su se u sredini tunela kroz planinu Cenis susreli francuski i talijanski kopa?i.

There are two people in the waiting room. One is an extremely thin old man, a retired teacher of French who still gives tuition by correspondence, and who whilst waiting his turn is correcting a pile of scripts with a pencil sharpened to a fine point. On the script he is about to examine, the essay title can be read: In Hell, Raskolnikov meets Meursault ("The Outsider"). Imagine a dialogue between them using material from both novels.

Despite the Saint-Nectaire, this analysis would be absolutely reasonable if it did not sin grievously by omission

Un rond, pas tout à fait clos, finissant par un trait horizontal: on aurait dit un grand G vu dans un miroir.

Ne plus rien vouloir. Attendre jusqu'à ce qu'il n'y ait plus rien à attendre. [...] Ce sera devant toi, au fil du temps, une vie immobile, sans crise, sans désordre : nulle aspérité, nul déséquilibre. Minute après minute, heure après heure, jour après jour, saison après saison [...]

I write in order to live and I live in order to write, and I've come close to imagining that writing and living might merge completely: I would live in the company of dictionaries, deep in some provincial retreat, in the mornings I would go for a walk in the woods, in the afternoons I would blacken a few sheets of paper, in the evenings I would relax perhaps by listening to a bit of music.

Ni los que lo tuvieron casi todo ni los que no tuvieron casi nada triunfaron en la vida.

Je me souviens de Dop Dop Dop, adoptez le shampooing Dop. (Je me souviens, 1978)

La vita, giovanotto, è una donna sdraiata, con seni accostati e rigonfi, con una gran pancia liscia e molle fra i fianchi sporgenti, con braccia sottili, cosce piene e occhi socchiusi, che nella sua provocazione splendida e beffarda esige il nostro più fervido ardore.

Atlamak zorunluydu, bunun bir anlam? olabileceÄŸine ve insan?n kendisinin bile bilmediÄŸi yans?malar? olabileceÄŸine ikna olmak için kendini atmak zorunluydu.

What is scandalous isn't the pit explosion, it's working in coalmines. 'Social problems' aren't 'a matter of concern' when there's a strike, they are intolerable twenty-four hours out of twenty-four, three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

Los caminos que seguían, los valores a los que se abrían, sus perspectivas, sus deseos, sus ambiciones, todo eso, es cierto, les parecía a veces desesperadamente vacío. No conocían nada que no fuera frágil o confuso. Era, sin embargo, su vida, era la fuente de exaltaciones desconocidas, más que embriagadoras, era algo inmensa, intensamente abierto.

La vie, c'est-à-dire une énergie considérable.