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Sandor Marai–EMBERS
“We have to endure our characters. . .as best we can.” As full of dramatic tension as anything written by Poe, this masterpiece of character development idealizes the personal values of a lost world,...
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Sandor Marai–CASANOVA IN BOLZANO
“I believe in writing because the power of writing is greater than that of fate or time. The things we do, the things we desire, the things we love, the things we say, all pass away. Women pass,...
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Zsuzsa Bank–THE SWIMMER
“Time was passing now, yet nothing changed, at least not in the way we wished it would. When the clock struck the hour there was something almost mocking about it. Later I would hide stones, feathers,...
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Elizabeth Kostova–THE HISTORIAN
“I vowed to make history, not to be its victim.” Author Elizabeth Kostova’s unusual debut novel combines her ten years of scholarly research on Vlad Tepes, the Impaler of Wallachia, sometimes known as...
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Dezso Kosztolanyi–KORNEL ESTI
“Whom can I admire…if not you, my brother and my opposite? Identical in everything and different in everything…I worship my people, my language. I can only live and breathe here in Hungary, but you...
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Magda Szabo–THE DOOR
Note: Magda Szabo (1917 – 2007) was WINNER of the Attila Jozsef Prize in 1959 and 1972 and WINNER of the Kossuth Prize, Hungary’s top award for literature, in 1978. Translator Len Rix was WINNER won...
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Mark Sarvas–MEMENTO PARK
“I stand before the painting, which is small and, frankly, ugly; I can admit that at last, I can finally see it, since it no longer represents serendipitous millions or retrieved history or much of...
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Michal Ben-Naftali–THE TEACHER
“The sidewalk was cleansed of the blood. Rivers of rain, water hoses, and street sweepers joined forces to scrub the surface after the last remnant was removed. Submissive, the street continued to...
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Magda Szabo–ABIGAIL
“You must tell absolutely no one,” [her father] said, addressing her not in his usual tones but as to a soldier receiving orders. “I will take you to visit Mimó, but there will be goodbyes to no one...
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Magda Szabo–IZA’S BALLAD
“I was still young when I lived with her and in many ways depended on her, even as a woman; she cooked and cleaned for us, she patched Antal’s clothes. But now she can’t see that I have fully grown...
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