On the wall you discover cracks, fine cracks, uneven patches, vermin. It will turn out that other forces are bearing down on Strauch as well, and that misery happens to be one of his guilty pleasures. For months I had been unable to look at those essays and essays about essays and those books and books about books because I had been in a state of deepest despair. All the elements of his intensely pessimistic world view—remorseless fury at a callous universe, lack of faith in human relationships, manic pursuit of aesthetic perfection—were likely set by the hardships of his youth. You may think I'm mad, says Oehler, but actual, and that means real, thinking is completely excluded. And the music will be played by our National Socialist Catholic band.
Seldom has literature produced such an overwhelming effect on me. We can exist at the highest degree of intensity as long as we live, so Roithamer June 7. كنت- بمجرد استيقاظى فى الصباح الباكر- أجد نفسى رغما عنى فريسة لأفكار الانتحار التى لا أستطيع التغلب عليها طيلة النهار. If we meet someone, we think within the shortest space of time, what an unbearable meeting. And there's no objection to saying thinking, where it's not a question of thinking, and there's no objection to saying faculty of reason where there's no possibility of its being a question of faculty of reason and there's no objection to saying concepts where they are not at issue. He was born February 9, 1931, in a Dutch clinic for unwed mothers.
The action revolves around the suicide of an Austrian Jew who, returning to Vienna after having fled during the Second World War, is dismayed to discover anti-Semitism still simmering in the country. Akademischer Verlag Stuttgart, Stuttgart 2000,. After all, I have always been a townsman…therefore not without reason that once I am in Vienna, I find that I can breathe freely again. His prose was tumultuous but sober at the same time, philosophic in the background, with a musical cadency and plenty of black humor. I'm my own dog and you're the companion I hound into the jailhouse of lewdness.
Thomas Bernhard was an Austrian author, who ranks among the most distinguished German speaking writers of the second half of the 20th century. In his struggle to depict consciousness in action, Bernhard honed an exquisite union of structure and idea. If our intellect is keen, if our thinking is the most ruthless and the most lucid, says Oehler, we are bound after the shortest space of time to say of everything that it is unbearable and horrible. He did not get the job, however, and from then on Bernhard's offended vanity caused him to forbid the performance of his plays at the theater during his lifetime. The International Thomas Bernhard Foundation, established by his executor and half-brother Dr. And without hesitation I said to Oehler, good, let's go walking on Monday as well. If you go as far as Karrer, says Oehler, then you are suddenly decisively and absolutely mad and have, at one stroke, become useless.
I simply cannot imagine, says Oehler, that you would not go walking with me on Monday. I am a coward for not having already killed myself. حقا لقد كنت أصارع فى تلك المرحلة قبل التعرف إلى صديقى كى أقهر مزاجا سوداويا مَرَضيا، أو لنقل اكتئابا، سيطر علىّ منذ سنوات حتى أننى عددت نفسى فى عداد الضائعين. طوال سنوات لم أعد أرغب فى تخيل إمكانية مواصلة الحياة، ولا حتى مجرد الوجود. Austrian art is a vulgar and fraudulent means of state opportunism paved with scholarships and prizes and papered with medals and decorations, ending in a cenotaph at the Central Cemetery. About their job and about women.
His lung condition, however, made a career as a singer impossible. زُلزل كيانى لرؤيته هكذا يعانى الوحدة فجأة، هذا الإنسان الذى هو بسليقته إنسان اجتماعى، كما يقولون، منذ مولده وحتى بلوغه، وظل اجتماعيا إلى أن أمسى كهلا ثم شيخا. The inhabitants of Riva report that on mild evenings they have observed the Italian, who is said to have studied art history, boarding a glass-domed deluxe boat, which is moored not far from his home, with the mannequin to take a ride on the lake. It is the ultimate bleak joke. When you go out on the street, you are subject to the gravest possible molestations. Even in death Bernhard caused disturbance by his, as he supposedly called it, literary , by disallowing all publication and stagings of his work within Austria's borders.
She probably does the same with a hand in the bed in front of mine, which has been in the bathroom longer. A publisher, he misplaces things and manuscripts which he accepts and then he can't find them anymore. Suffering throughout his teens from lung ailments, including , Bernhard spent the years 1949 to 1951 at the Grafenhof in. The title is a reference to Diderot's who also deals with the eccentric nephew of a preeminent cultural figure. I avoid literature whenever possible, because whenever possible I avoid myself, and so when I am in Vienna I have to forbid myself to visit the coffeehouses, or at least I have to be careful not to visit a so-called literary coffeehouse under any circumstances whatever.
The music industry will one day have the population on its conscience. Thomas Bernhard was born in Heerlen, Netherlands in 1931. Only after complicated negotiations, the novel was able to return to the shelves. Who knows how my life would have developed if I had not met Paul Wittgenstein at the height of the crisis that, but for him, would probably have pitched me headlong into the literary world, the most repellent of all worlds, the world of Viennese writers and their intellectual morass, for at the height of this crisis the obvious course would have been to take the easy way out, to make myself cheap and compliant, to surrender and throw in my lot with the literary fraternity. There is no doubt that the art lies in bearing what is unbearable and in not feeling that what is horrible is something horrible. Of course we have to label this art the most difficult of all. On the other hand, after a few days in Vienna I have to flee to Nathal to avoid suffocating in the loathsome Viennese air.