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Franz Kafka

A Hunger Artist

  • Mihaela Bnderlijskaalıntı yaptı10 ay önce
    handed him over — not without secretly shaking him a little, so that the hunger artist's legs and upper body swung back and forth uncontrollably — to the women, who had in the meantime turned as pale as death.
  • Mihaela Bnderlijskaalıntı yaptı10 ay önce
    the delighted laughter of the auditorium,
  • Mihaela Bnderlijskaalıntı yaptı10 ay önce
    Then came the meal. The impresario put a little food into mouth of the hunger artist, now half unconscious,
  • Mihaela Bnderlijskaalıntı yaptı10 ay önce
    kept up a cheerful patter designed to divert attention away from the hunger artist's condition.
  • Mihaela Bnderlijskaalıntı yaptı10 ay önce
    However, basically the hunger artist had not forgotten his sense of the way things really were, and he took it as self-evident that people would not set him and his cage up as the star attraction somewhere in the middle of the arena, but would move him outside in some other readily accessible spot near the animal stalls.
  • Mihaela Bnderlijskaalıntı yaptı10 ay önce
    stretched her neck as far as possible, to keep her face from the least contact with the hunger artist, but then, when she couldn't manage this and her more fortunate companion didn't come to her assistance but trembled and remained content to hold in front of her the hunger artist's hand, that small bundle of knuckles, she broke into tears,
  • eddiealıntı yaptıgeçen yıl
    now half unconscious, as if fainting
  • eddiealıntı yaptıgeçen yıl
    Why stop right now, when he was in his best form, indeed, not yet even in his best fasting form?
  • Hina Usmanalıntı yaptı2 yıl önce
    — but the world was cheating him of his reward.
  • Hina Usmanalıntı yaptı2 yıl önce
    It was impossible to fight against this lack of understanding, against this world of misunderstanding
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