How can one country make another change its clocks? What if everybody refuses?
If your same blood doesn't run in the arms and legs of the person you're next to, you can't trust anything.
In the candlelight, she looks of another world, her face all freckles, and in the center of the freckles those two eyes hang unmoving like the egg cases of spiders. They do not track him, but they do...
It says, Over these three years, our leader has had the courage to face a Europe that was in danger of collapse . . . It says, He alone is to be thanked for the fact that, for German children, a Germa...
It seems to Werner that in the space between whatever has happened already and whatever is to come hovers an invisible borderland, the known on one side and the unknown on the other.
It was enough when Werner was a boy, wasn't it? A world of wildflowers blooming up through the shapes of rusty cast-off parts. A world of berries and carrot peels and Frau Elena's fairy tales. Of the...
Lambs and rabbits; Claude buckles the meat into
Ентропия е степента на безпорядък в една система, господин докторе...Хауптман пише на черната дъска, курсантите го преписват в тетрадките си:Ентропията в една затворена система никога не намалява. Вся...
Quem sabia que o amor poderia matar?
Radio: it ties a million ears to a single mouth. Out of loudspeakers all around Zollverein, the staccato voice of the Reich grows like some imperturbable tree; its subjects lean toward its branches as...
The true Aryan is as blond as Hitler, as slim as Göring, and as tall as Goebbels—
The war drops its question mark.
To be a parent and take an occasional day off from being a parent is a special kind of joy—a lightening, a sweetness made sweeter by its impermanence. We buy tickets, find our seats. The
Werner and his younger sister, Jutta, are raised at Children's House, a clinker-brick two-story orphanage on Viktoriastrasse whose rooms are populated with the coughs of sick children and the crying o...
As if the imminent could not wait to become the past, or the present lunged at the future, eager for what would be.
Before you eat, drink as much water as you can, and you will feel full more quickly.
Book not so much full of birds as full of evanescence,
Everything else keeps living, that the spinning earth does not pause for even an instant in its trip around the sun.
Family? Surely more than genes, eye color, flesh. Family was story: truth and struggle and retribution. Family was time. At the other end of the continent Felix was lying in a hospital bed, asleep, su...
Father shoves things into what
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