"She probably thought I was wandering around
god knows where, for god knows how long
without God or cigarettes. I'd guess she was worried."
My memory's not what it used to be.
Monday, July 8, 2013
Antoine Berman, Excerpt from "Toward A Translation Criticism"
A translator without historical consciousness is a crippled translator, a prisoner of his representation of
translation and of those carried by the social discourses of the moment.
