Court decision on Kafka’s estate
In final twist of long-running dispute, court rejects appeal of heirs of writer Max Brod, Kafka’s friend and biographer, that the estate belongs to them. Franz KafkaMax Brodphilosophical literature
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Walker Percy Wednesday 95
Why did good married couples look so glum? Old couples, young couples, thirty-five-year-old Atlanta couples in condos, sixty-five-year-old Ohio couples in villas, each as glum as if one had got stuck with the other at a cocktail party for two hours. Two hours? Ten years! Thirty years! ***** In his strange new mood he made…
Walker Percy Wednesday 94
Is this an age of belief, he reflected, a great renaissance of faith after a period of crass materialism, atheism, agnosticism, liberalism, scientism? Or is it an age of madness in which everyone believes everything? Which? Like many Californians, she knew how to expand the particular into the general, turn a hobby into a religion,…
Walker Percy Wednesday 93
Lewis knew a great many things, could read signs like an Indian but unlike an Indian he did not know what he could not do. He thought he was a good poet but he was not. He thought books could tell him how to live but they couldn’t. He was a serious but dazed reader.…
Walker Percy Wednesday 92
What to make, reader, of a rich middle-aged American sitting in a German car, holding a German pistol with which he will in all probability blow out his brains, smiling to himself and looking around old Carolina for the Jews whom he imagined had all disappeared? ***** “Marion thought the Jews, the strange history of…
Walker Percy Wednesday 91
Like many rich women, she loved a bargain. ***** Right: you said I will not put up with a life which is not life or death. I don’t have to and I won’t. ***** Is there another way? People either believe everything or they believe nothing. People like the Christians or Californians believe anything, everything.…
Walker Percy Wednesday 90
The only time I knew what to do was when something bad happened to somebody. Disaster gave me leave to act. Between times I didn’t know what to do. Now I know. ***** How did it happen that now for the first time in his life he could see everything so clearly? Something had given…
What makes something “Kafkaesque”?
You can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces — John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces [t]he bewildering mechanisms of power in stories such as The Trial also “point to something much more sinister”—the idea that arcane bureaucracies become self-perpetuating and…
Flatland: A romance of many dimensions
Freely available from here, here, and other places besides. One of the better expositors can be found here: But finally, hearing some Flatlander spout nonsense about the two-dimensionality of the universe, A Square can contain himself no longer and proceeds to espouse the gospel of higher dimensions. For this he is imprisoned for life, because…
Walker Percy Wednesday 89
No, for that very reason he’d have done it—for the reason that he was, she saw at once, out of it, out of his life, he’d have been glad to do anything at all except whatever it was he was doing or not doing. So that she had only to say to him in the…
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