The work I was doing is easy to put into do-gooder buzzwords: access, public health, marginalization, human rights, etc., etc. It’s the sort of work that Harvard likes to fund.
"The Big Green Tent" is not a book one may quickly breeze through, but Ulitskaya’s epic will reward patience, a love of literature, and an eye for detail with a brutally stark portrait of her homeland’s darkest years.
In her novel "War, so much War," the late Catalan writer Mercè Rodoreda successfully weaves an intricate allegorical examination of evil, both beautiful and disturbing, without the simplistic moralizing of many fairy tales.
By subduing his satire, Houellebecq encourages his audience to submit to his theoretical world, only to dismantle it through dry humor or unexpected exaggeration. The novel's acerbic critique, when it does come, feels more like a punch than a slap to the face.
Academics and policymakers at the conference were cautiously optimistic about the E.U.’s ability to survive its current crises.
The novel’s wild intensity derives just as much from its language as from its thematic content. Long, furious sentences constantly modify and double back on themselves, occasionally breaking into lush, lyrical interludes.
Unable to rent a cello in the small Tuscan town, Siena, where she was studying abroad, Saskia Maxwell Keller '18 travelled fifty miles to Florence by bus. But that was not the biggest challenge she faced – she had to find a quiet space where no one would hear her scales and concertos.
In “Book Four,” Knausgaard peels backs the curtains on his early years and brings forth a brutally honest story that remains hard to tear away from despite being incredibly mundane.
"Past Habitual" might have been much more successful had MacLochlainn resigned himself to simpler goals. Clean style and thematic impact are undervalued here, and the result is an interesting but rather muddled product.
In this honest and gentle depiction of an individual’s private perception of reality exists a clear appreciation for the minute, even the mundane, which is transformed by Tabucchi’s linguistic caress into something dewy and new.