A Brief Stop on the Road from Auschwitz—part history, part memoir, part essay on the meaning of survival—insists that the Holocaust didn’t end in 1945. The book challenges the powerful redemptive narrative offered by even official histories
Kamel Daoud's The Meursault Investigation is a tale told in order to give the anonymous victim in Camus’s The Stranger a name—Musa—and a story of his own.
Kassel is a work of chaos. On the surface, this is narrative by association, the aestheticization of the experience of confronting contemporary art, which inevitably includes the turning over of one’s ideas of what is and what isn’t art.
Like many other literatures, contemporary German writing is part reaction against previous generations and part continuation of traditions.
Do I build a tree house without you?
Ten days was too long for a conversion and too short for a re-education.
Anyone wearing such a provocative pair of lederhosen . . . is asking for trouble and shouldn’t be surprised to get it.
Call me Beatrice, she says. I wasn’t sent by any god.
"American chicken breasts will keep Europe at peace!”
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