Old Books: Elle coule, coule, l’eau pure

Whenever I get back from a trip, I head to the library, dusting and pushing old books so as to make place for the latest guests. Here I am thoroughly dusting Rushdie’s book – one I remember starting years ago (never finished it for some reason) when this note slipped from page 91: a happy birthday card written in French. I cannot recall whether I bought it in French or Swiss flea market.

Either way, there’s something reproachful about old books being pushed aside making place for newcomers. I might as well read it.

 “Perhaps, he thought, because strangeness, the idea of difference, is a thing to which we react with unease.”

Salman Rushdie, The Moor’s Last Sigh

About Cristina Popa

Cristina is a WordPress blogger who regularly writes or shares updates on media, public affairs and various topics of interest. You may follow her on Communication for Development WP blog or Twitter @CristinaPopa0
This entry was posted in Miscellaneous and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

1 Response to Old Books: Elle coule, coule, l’eau pure

  1. Yes – such a wonderful quote.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.