The writer who belongs to me (Folly) is far happier in his crazy fashion.
He never loses sleep as he sets down at once whatever takes his fancy
and comes from his pen, even his dreams…
Erasmus of Rotterdam
Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that
you leave it and take alms of those who work with joy. For … if you sing though as angels and love not singing, you muffle man’s ears to the voices of the day and to the voices of the night…
Kahlil Gibran
There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner.
Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move … Inside you they work their magic.
Diane Setterfield
The translator is clearly the only true reader of a text, certainly more than any critic, even more than its author. Since the critic is nothing more than an ephemeral suitor, the author is its father and husband, the translator is its lover.
Gesualdo Bufalino
Just like creating music and poetry, or painting and sculpture, translation is
a yearning to conquer and possess your own reality.
Manara Valgimigli