The emigrant's destiny: The foreign country has not become home, but home has become foreign.
--Alfred Polger (d. 1955), Der Emigrant und die Heimat
Emigranten-Schicksal: Die Fremde ist nicht Heimat geworden. Aber die Heimat Fremde.
Between 2007 and 2009, I lived in Los Angeles after living in Paris for many years. My Paris blog (before and after my Los Angeles sojourn) is Rue Rude.
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"Mom, didn't you say we have Jewish ancestors?" L asked me. I'm the genealogy expert in the family.
"Well, we do have someone named Salomon, who married a Catholic ancestor around 1750," I said cautiously. "I can't prove she was Jewish. Why?"
"Oh, I've just been telling people my mother is part Jewish," said L, who works for a studio. "It's really helpful in Hollywood."
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In Paris, the purest virtue is the object of the filthiest slander.
–Honoré Balzac (1799-1850), in Scènes de la vie privée
À Paris, la vertu la plus pure est l'objet des plus sales calomnies.
Annual Geminids meteor shower (shooting stars!) coming this weekend, if it's not too cloudy out at night.
I love reading your blog. I am just curious to hear about your's son friend whose parents left to his own devices. Is he still living in your chambre de bonne? How is he doing? Reading his story, I fell so terribly sorry for him.
Posted by: marie baguette | 31 August 2008 at 16:06