Tumgik
#Italo-Calvino
soupandcats · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
Design midterm! The quote is from invisible cities!
2K notes · View notes
metaphrasis · 1 year
Text
“I, too, feel the need to reread the books I have already read," a third reader says, "but at every rereading I seem to be reading a new book, for the first time. Is it I who keep changing and seeing new things of which I was not previously aware? Or is reading a construction that assumes form, assembling a great number of variables, and therefore something that cannot be repeated twice according to the same pattern? Every time I seek to relive the emotion of a previous reading, I experience different and unexpected impressions, and do not find again those of before. At certain moments it seems to me that between one reading and the next there is a progression: in the sense, for example, of penetrating further into the spirit of the text, or of increasing my critical detachment. At other moments, on the contrary, I seem to retain the memory of the readings of a single book one next to another, enthusiastic or cold or hostile, scattered in time without a perspective, without a thread that ties them together. The conclusion I have reached is that reading is an operation without object; or that its true object is itself. The book is an accessory aid, or even a pretext.”
— Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler
3K notes · View notes
lisamarie-vee · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
750 notes · View notes
undinesea · 3 months
Text
What makes lovemaking and reading resemble each other most is that within both of them times and spaces open, different from measurable time and space.
Italo Calvino, from If on a Winter's Night a Traveler
253 notes · View notes
kafkasapartment · 23 days
Text
"Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else."
Italo Calvino, “Invisible Cities”
153 notes · View notes
fellshish · 24 days
Text
A bad writing teacher can really mess you up even if you know they’re wrong
157 notes · View notes
davidhudson · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Pier Paolo Pasolini and Italo Calvino.
438 notes · View notes
nobeerreviews · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.
-- Italo Calvino
(Chania, Greece)
251 notes · View notes
derangedrhythms · 1 year
Text
In writing, what speaks is what is repressed.
Italo Calvino, The Castle of Crossed Destinies; from 'I Also Try to Tell My Tale', tr. William Weaver
512 notes · View notes
Photo
Tumblr media
Melancholy is sadness that has taken on lightness.
- Italo Calvino
512 notes · View notes
eleonorasimoncini · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
Leggerezza,solo quella.
215 notes · View notes
soupandcats · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Invisible cities drawing I gave up on
3K notes · View notes
caostalgia · 1 month
Text
“No puede haber amor si no se es uno mismo con todas sus fuerzas.”
Italo Calvino, Libro: El barón rampante
75 notes · View notes
andrea-non-sa-tornare · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
171 notes · View notes
undinesea · 3 months
Text
From mirror to mirror — this is what I happen to dream of — the totality of things, the whole, the entire universe, divine wisdom could concentrate their luminous rays into a single mirror.
Italo Calvino, from If on a Winter's Night a Traveler
81 notes · View notes
sofysta · 18 days
Text
Tumblr media
.
63 notes · View notes