In the years before the Second World War, a man throws a statue of the crucified Christ over a waterfall. Later, in Hitler's trenches, he loses his arms to an enemy grenade. The blasphemer, screaming in agony, presided over by Satan, who pours a cup of gall into his open mouth, is portrayed amid the flames of Hell in a painting by the parish priest that is mounted on a calvary where the two streets in the cross-shaped village meet. Thus begins When the Time Comes, Josef Winkler's chronicle of life in rural Austria written in the form of a necrology, tracing the benighted destiny of a community through its suicides and the tragic deaths that befall it, punctuated by the invocation of the bone-cooker whose viscous brew is painted on the faces of the work horses and the haunting stanzas of Baudelaire's "Litanies of Satan." In a hypnotic, incantatory prose reminiscent at times of Homer, at times of the Catholic liturgy, at times of the naming of the generations in the book of Genesis, When the Time Comes is a ruthless dissection of the pastoral novel, laying bare the corruption that lies in its heart. Writing in the vein of his compatriots Peter Handke, and Elfriede Jelinek, but perhaps going further in his relentlessness and aesthetic radicalism, Josef Winkler is one of the most significant European authors working today.
"A series of interviews on the topics of end-of-life care and the right-to-die movement"--
In this re-issue of Lydia Davis' celebrated translation of Blanchot's classic mysterious "tale" (recit), Au Moment Voulu, the story hovers on the edge of the occult. Ostensibly it chronicles the...
I've also carefully curated them from the very talented people I've been fortunate to have been able to work with. This book is a compilation of the most perceptive, insightful and valuable phrases of all.
Libby's life in 1914 New York is filled with wealth, drawing room conversations, and bachelors. But the only work she cares about--women's suffrage--is discouraged, and her mother is intent on marrying her off to an English marquess.
... time was perfect. She could stay in the city Monday to Thursday and come home to her parents' house in the country Friday to Sunday. She was committed to being there for her parents. She also knew that every Sunday she was able to ride ...
Now night time is here. The warmth and richness of Judy Pedersen's paintings makes When Night Time Comes Near a visual lullaby. As the reader turns the pages, the night time sky turns from warm and gold to dark and starry.
Easy to use and with a great CD-ROM - the perfect learner's dictionary for exam success. First published as the Cambridge International Dictionary of English, this new edition has been completely updated and redesigned.
Our Time Has Come explains why India behaves the way it does, and the role it is likely to play globally as its prominence grows.
... of all for humans sake Economy of good giving Where happy living churn There is no law of diminishing return And one GDP for the whole nation 20 February 2012 WASTED YEARS When one moment called by years to examine 77 When Time Comes.
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