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After the war the world seemed vast, unknowable and boundless. However, my mother went back to living in the world as best she could, happily, for she had a happy nature. Her spirit could never grow…
Contributor:
Natalia Ginzburg
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Turin, Italy
Date:
1963
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The author of the book in question hides behind various pseudonyms, which are promptly presented as voices from the beginning of time and as figures both familiar and strange: for he is himself a…
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Edmond Jabès
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Paris, France
Date:
1976
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This is a story that begins with J. It was the fifteenth of July 1930.
It’s about J; it’s about a consonant still a little vowelish, a little i-ish in the aftermath of a magic philology.
Were I not…
Contributor:
Hélène Cixous
Places:
New York City, United States of America
(Paris, France)
Date:
2001