Tag: literary translation

  • What you want to know, you’ll never know

    What you want to know, you’ll never know

    I’ve been thinking again, lately, about the human completeness complex (a phrase which I’m stealing from Tom Stoppard, in his comment about the posthumous publication of Nabokov’s The Original of Laura…but let’s not get into all that again, shall we?). Why do we crave narrative order? Why do we need to know the end of…