since you were unable to take all the bad you were given learn now to fight with your nails for every inch of ground under your foot
Anna Czekanowicz, A Polish Mother tr. Regina Grol
We teeter / on the brink of time, you and I, he, she, / all of us, all so worthy of pity.
Maria Bigoszewska, tr. Regina Grol
I found this really cool list of women’s translations of ancient Greek and Roman texts! It lists English-language translations dating from the 17th century to 2015.
One realizes that human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the time greedily seeking them, and half the time pulling away from them.
Willa Cather, Not Under Forty
Above my own life on a crippled wing I soar, oh, I soar
Julia Hartwig, On the Heights tr. Regina Grol
Still he looked; still he paused. It is these pauses that are our undoing.
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
What good is accuracy amidst the perpetual scattering that unspools the world.
Ada Limón, It’s The Season I Often Mistake
Beside the river are two things you never forget, that the moment you look at a river that moment has already passed, and that everything is on its way somewhere else.
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
How imagining death can make it easier
to live and I agree and say, It’s called die
before you die.
- Ada Limón, The Long Ride