Dia Mundial do Livro

Porque hoje é o dia mundial do livro, deixo aqui algumas frases de um dos meus livros preferidos – “Grande sertão: veredas” de J. Guimarães Rosa.

“Digo direi, de verdade: eu estava bêbado de meu. Ah, esta vida, às não-vezes, é terrível bonita, horrorosamente, esta vida é grande!”

“A vida inventa! A gente principia as coisas, no não saber por quê, e desde aí perde o poder de continuação – porque a vida é mutirão de todos, por todos remexida e temperada.”

“O diabo não há! é o que eu digo, se for… Existe é homem humano. Travessia.”

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Neste momento, em primeiro lugar na minha wishlist está The Night Life of Trees – de Bhajju Shyam, Durga Bai e Ram Singh Urveti, vencedor do Bologna Ragazzi Award for New Horizons, na Feira do Livro Infantil de Bolonha, 2008 (a mais importante do género).

Editado pela Tara Publishing, de Londres, é totalmente feito à mão, na Índia, e pelas imagens que pude ver é lindo. Segundo a editora, este livro é “um tributo à beleza do mundo natural e à inter-relação de todas as formas de vida”. Dá vontade de tocar, cheirar… e nos deixarmos espantar!

Beth Gibbons & Rustin Man – Mysteries

Ithaca (ou o que interessa é a estrada)

Ithaca

When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,
pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon — do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and your body.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
if you do not carry them within your soul,
if your soul does not set them up before you.

Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would have never set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.

Konstantinos Petrou Kavafis