Burton on the Introvert
“Voluntary solitariness is that which is familiar with Melancholy, and gently brings it on like a siren, a shoeing-horn, or some Sphynx, to this irrevocable...
Read More“Voluntary solitariness is that which is familiar with Melancholy, and gently brings it on like a siren, a shoeing-horn, or some Sphynx, to this irrevocable...
Read More“PA UBU.–Hornstrumpet! We shall not have succeeded in demolishing everything unless we demolish the ruins as well. But the only way I can see of doing that...
Read More A couple walks together bumping hips And touching hands. They have been At it face to face, side to side and back To front, eating, sleeping, scheming. He gestures...
Read MoreThis passage is from Theodor Fontane’s Effi Briest. The novel is a Prussian novel of adultery. It was one of Thomas Mann’s favorites (there is a minor...
Read MoreThe chef rose through the dining room like dough, handing out blinis and gold caviar, kissing and bellowing his way towards us. She called him Andre. I began to...
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