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John Wynberg
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Noch waren sie schwer bewaffnet, noch waren ihre Küsse Spione, ihre Zärtlichkeiten Stoßtrupps auf Schleichwegen. Sie hatten noch nicht das gemeinsame Niemandsland für ihre Begegnungen gefunden.“

Peter Weiss, Das Duell, 1972. [Aus dem Schwedischen von J. C. Görsch in Zussamenarbeit mit dem Autor]
January 29, 2026 at 7:13 PM
We are enlisting everything in order to make man’s wholeness match the wholeness of the universe — even pleasure, the destructive granulation of the mind in pleasure.’ (Balthazar)

Lawrence Durrell, The Alexandria Quartet: Justine, 1957.
January 29, 2026 at 2:07 PM
Alain Robbe-Grillet, Djinn, 1981. [Tr. Yvone Lenard and Walter Wells]
January 28, 2026 at 8:31 PM
“To tell the truth, girls are no longer the way they used to be. They play gangsters, nowadays, just like boys. They organize rackets. They plan holdups and practice karate. They will rape defenseless adolescents. They wear pants… Life has become impossible.”
January 28, 2026 at 8:31 PM
La vie n’est plus possible. »

Alain Robbe-Grillet, Djinn, 1981.
January 28, 2026 at 8:29 PM
In spite of such admonishments, they steeped themselves in the post-exotic masterpieces.”

Antoine Volodine, Radiant Terminus, 2014. [Tr. Jeffrey Zuckerman]
January 28, 2026 at 8:22 PM
“All the important male and female novelists of the Orbise were there […]. The girls read those authors in preference to technical works. Their father, however, warned them against the nihilistic nonsense of the poets and the tragic uselessness of their fictions. [+]
January 28, 2026 at 8:22 PM
En dépit de tels avertissements, elles s’abreuvaient aux chefs-d’œuvre du post-exotisme. »

Antoine Volodine, Terminus Radieux, 2014.
January 28, 2026 at 7:42 PM
[…] It was not possible to get a picture of the girl; the picture on her camp application blank was so blurred that it resembled a hundred other girls in the camp […]” [3/3]

Shirley Jackson, "The Missing Girl", 1957.
January 28, 2026 at 7:40 PM
She gestured tiredly at the canvases propped up against tree stumps or stacked upon a rock [...]. ‘Interested psychologically, of course,’ she added quickly. ‘If I remember this girl, she did sort of vague stuff, almost unwilling. Rejection, almost – [...]’ [2/3]
January 28, 2026 at 7:40 PM