With a clamor of bells that set the swallows soaring, the Festival of Summer came to the city Omelas, bright-towered by the sea.
Steelman and Smith had been staying at the hotel for several days in the dress and character of bushies down for what they considered a spree.
Having just turned forty, have resolved to embark on grand project of writing every day in this new black book just got at OfficeMax.
Carl Hirsch didn’t do holiday parties. At least, not correctly. All the so-called people, wind streaming from their faces.
When I attempted to find a simple formula for the period in which I grew up, prior to the First World War I hope that I convey its fulness by calling it the Golden Age of Security.
As confirmed also by Kadare himself in his memoir Albanian Spring, the novel “launched the most ferocious attack on the dictatorship”