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metamorphesque · 2 years
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―  favorite words of … han kang
the vegetarian, human acts, the white book
˗ˏˋin case you’d like to buy me a☕ˎˊ˗    
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quotespile · 3 months
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The more stubborn the isolation, the more vivid these unlooked-for fragments, the more oppressive their weight. So that it seems the place I flee to is not so much a city on the other side of the world as further into my own interior.
Han Kang, The White Book
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litsnaps · 2 months
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riocat01 · 10 months
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Marriage Vow
Jaime and Brienne were married from this moment on!
Music: “The White Book” by Ramin Djwadi
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wpmorse · 5 months
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When he was done, more than three-quarters of his page still remained to be filled between the gold lion on the crimson shield on top and the blank white shield at the bottom. Ser Gerold Hightower had begun his history, and Ser Barristan Selmy had continued it, but the rest Jaime Lannister would need to write for himself. He could write whatever he chose, henceforth. Jaimie page 1010
Jaimie writes the rest of his story on his page in the white book and ponders his duty and honor as a knight of the King's Guard.
The principle of this picture was sound. Unfortunately, I don't think I executed it successfully. Perhaps it would have worked out if I had zoomed out a little bit more, showing the weight of the room. But then it would have been too similar to the previous scene in this room.
It also would have helped if I'd looked at a picture of a book stand before I drew this.
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bones-ivy-breath · 2 years
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The Spark by Delmira Agustini (tr. Alejandro Cáceres) from The Poetics of Eros, The White Book (Fragile)
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and beasts of ruby like wounded diamonds;
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rohanneofcoldmoat · 2 years
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Lord Commander Jaime Lannister
Artist: o0Magnus
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thestory812 · 2 years
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Imagine, if you will, the power of the White Book scene if Jaime and Brienne’s relationship had been given a dignified end.
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dwellordream · 1 year
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With your eyes, I will see the deepest, most dazzling place within a white cabbage, the precious young petals concealed at its heart. With your eyes, I will see the chill of the half-moon risen in the day. At some point those eyes will see a glacier. They will look up at that enormous mass of ice and see something sacred, unsullied by life. They will see inside the silence of the white birch forest. Inside the stillness of the window where the winter sun seeps in. Inside those shining grains of dust, swaying along the shafts of light that slant onto the ceiling. Within that white, all of those white things, I will breathe in the final breath you released.
Han Kang, “All Whiteness” in The White Book
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metamorphesque · 2 years
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― Han Kang, The White Book.
[text ID: Learning to love life again is a long and complicated process.]
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quotespile · 6 months
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At times my body feels like a prison, a solid, shifting island threading through the crowd.
Han Kang, The White Book
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mythoughttherapy · 2 years
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“There are certain memories that remain inviolate to the ravages of time. And to those of suffering. It is not true that everything is colored by time and suffering. It is not true that they bring everything to ruin.”
—Han Kang
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riocat01 · 10 months
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Brienne finishes Jaime’s page in The White Book.
Music: “Wish You The Best” by Lewis Capaldi
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bones-ivy-breath · 2 years
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The Love Cup by Delmira Agustini (tr. Alejandro Cáceres), from The Poetics of Eros, The White Book (Fragile)
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For you, in my nocturnal orient, dawn Spread the shivering pink of its tulle; So in the shadows of life now, To you I open my soul like a blue sky!
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saturnelle · 2 years
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— Han Kang, excerpt from The White Book.
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spokenitalics · 2 years
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Sleet
There is none of us whom life regards with any partiality. Sleet falls as she walks these streets, holding this knowledge inside her. Sleet that leaves cheeks and eyebrows heavy with moisture. Everything passes. She bears this remembrance—the knowledge that everything she has clung to will fall away from her and vanish—through the streets where the sleet is falling, that is neither rain nor snow, neither ice nor water, that dampens her eyebrows and streams from her forehead whether she stands still or hurries on, closes her eyes or opens them.
Han Kang, The White Book
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