I finished my first quarter of graduate school today. It was surprisingly… easy. Maybe easy isn’t the right word, but I never once felt like pulling my hair out and dying or like I had made a terrible life decision.
I took a course to continue to improve my Russian language skills, I started learning Yiddish, and took classes in Russian versification, Vladimir Nabokov, and literary theory.
It has been cold here in California and the joke is that I carry that weather with me everywhere I go.
"As is always the case in genuine science, we can only proceed along the path. It is impossible to reach the end. But this is a shortcoming only in the eyes of those who do not understand what knowledge is."
Yuri Lotman, The Structure of the Artistic Text
Moscow is different: as long as I live
I swear, friends, I’ll never stop loving Moscow.
There in days of hope and happiness
I first was sick with love and lust.
Moscow, Moscow! … I love you like a son,
Like a Russian - deeply, fervently, tenderly!
I love the sacred luster of your gray hair
And the Kremlin, serrated but serene.
Mikhail Lermontov, Sashka
Москва — не то: покуда я живу,
Клянусь, друзья, не разлюбить Москву.
Там я впервые в дни надежд и счастья
Был болен от любви и любострастья.
Москва, Москва!… люблю тебя как сын,
Как русский, — сильно, пламенно и нежно!
Люблю священный блеск твоих седин
И этот Кремль зубчатый, безмятежный.
Михаил Лермонтов, Сашка
"Those who fail to reread are obliged to read the same story everywhere."
Roland Barthes, S/Z
"You have learnt something. That always feels at first as if you had lost something."
George Bernard Shaw
I’m back on Tumblr and I live in California now
I visited both sides of #Mitrovice/#Mitrovica, #Kosovo - a single town divided in two. #Peace and #love to both Serbs and Albanians! (at Mitrovica City)