The Brothers Karamazov
Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to...
Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to...
He sleeps with Thomas’s nanny. She’s Canadian, about twenty-five, and also lives in the house, in...
Beyond the glass, the boy inside darted a glance from his newspaper out into the purse snapped...
For you. You’ll soon. You’ll give her name. In the stitches of her skin she’ll wear your say....
The day he receives his first wages, King Arthur of the Sewers and Slums leaves the office with a...
Through the glass walls of the buildings, a windy, feverishly pink, disturbing sunset. I’ve turned...
He and Ödon wait in the cold wood. It’s a winter afternoon and under the trees it’s already quite...
‘Grandma?’ ‘Umm?’ ‘When I go deaf, will I forget your voice?’ ‘How is that possible? The ear never...
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be...
A True Sport, the Mayor of New Orleans, spiffy in his patent-leather brown and white shoes, his...
I awoke at dawn. The rose-colored firmament looked into my eyes. Everything was beautiful, round....
“It’s not about how long we live, but how wide we live”Said someone to me as I...