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03-19-2007, 04:06 PM
Suskind's "The perfume" has been translated into English. A friend told me about it some years ago, I bought and was sooo overwhelmed by the story.
I read a lot of books that are just good and often I read them just one time, but this one and Paul Auster's "Moon Palace" are for me works of a genius, simply because they got me for the rest of my life.
Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness. Wretched is he who looks back upon lone hours in vast and dismal chambers with brown hangings and maddening rows of antique books, or upon awed watches in twilight groves of grotesque, gigantic, and vine-encumbered trees that silently wave twisted branches far aloft. Such a lot the gods gave to me - to me, the dazed, the disappointed, the barren, the broken.
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