How did you find yourself here, / poor mummy of an Egyptian princess,

I see / two castles

In my dreams Petro doubles and triples, one moment he's young, the next he's old.

At first we feel hatred toward other tourists—but eventually we begin to hate the tourist in us.

She makes it look like nothing else is going on in her life, she just blows bubbles and winds them around her finger.

The learners split into equal parties / Forbidding, permitting, and deriving.

They threw me into the ocean. At first the egg sank down deep-after which it floated up . . .

The Jew is loneliness.

He who always knowsto which god he prays,will never be heard.

I believe too little that I see? Or perhaps this / is simply the thirst

I knew I would find her on earth and not in heaven; in life and not after death; awake and not in dreams.

Finally the time came for the outing, driving the Bugatti in his goggles and scarf, Prince Roman took that final bend, stepped on the gas and drove straight at the wall.

this train / will not leave / my memory

Salty sweat floods its eyes / and mine. The lark is already there,

Take it easy, that's my body / on its back

Grave Brahms and elegiac Schubert, / a few songs, Chopin's third sonata

The Hooligan flung himself against a tree and lay in wait in a hollow, and the rat flung itself against a log and lay in wait in the log.

Finally Tib's gray gown fell to the floor, and the Dags started to climb up her leg.