At the beginning of the 20th century, Budapest had around 500 cafés or kávéház in Hungarian. Some were literary cafés. They were open night and day and were the writers’ second offices. 730 more words
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Agota Kristof's Trilogy of Novels: Remarkable fiction on loss, identity and the traumatic impact of war
The sun is calm and bright, but it isn’t yet quite warm enough to idle outside with Denton Welch’s I Left My Grandfather’s House. So observant Welch’s eye for details of character and architecture, his voice so tender after the cool elegance of Ágota Kristóf’s prose, though the latter’s autobiographical… 116 more words
Je dénonce l’humanité (1912-1929) by Frigyes Karinthy. Not available in English.
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Because we only run left and right in this tormented world. We hop high and low without thinking of the particular path our soul is taking in an invisible world…
“Suicide, like painkillers, or the lottery, never interested me. People whose stomachs are pumped want to leave behind their muddled affairs only, and, though angered by the new set of decisions they will have to face, they happily accept the warm bath and the plat of soup. 253 more words