“The pyramid is the pillar that holds power aloft. If it wavers,everything collapses.” — Ismail Kadare Pillar Copy Share Image
“Thick smoke like a herd of black horses was rising over the massive building and being blown around by the wind.” — Ismail Kadare Blown Copy Share Image
Winter hurled more wind and rain at the city than it ever had before. Clouds dashed about in all directions emptying their… — Ismail Kadaré Cities Copy Share Image
Dictatorship and authentic literature are incompatible... The writer is the natural enemy of dictatorship. — Ismail Kadaré Books Copy Share Image
“My streets, my cistern. My old house. Its beams, floorboards and staircase creaked slightly, almost imperceptibly, with a dry, uniform, almost constant… — Ismail Kadare Old house Copy Share Image
“This is how things come to pass in the world,' one of the princes is supposed to have said. 'Blood flows one… — Ismail Kadare Blood flow Copy Share Image
“At street corners, where walls join, I thought I could see some familiar features, like outlines of human faces, the shadows of… — Ismail Kadaré Human faces Copy Share Image
“Divizije, pukovnije, batoljoni, čete, jedinice svih vrsta pomiješat će se u gomili lijesova. Potom će ih ukrcati u veliki brod koji će… — Ismail Kadaré Toga Copy Share Image
In our city spring came from the sky, not from the soil, which was ruled by stone that recognizes no seasonal change.… — Ismail Kadaré Appearance Copy Share Image
“Who can say it’s not what we see with our eyes open that is distorted, and that what’s described here isn’t the… — Ismail Kadaré Lens Copy Share Image
Who in the world has not yearned for a loved one, has never said, If only he or she could come back… — Ismail Kadaré Blanket Copy Share Image
“in the first place, Majesty, a pyramid is power. It is repression,force,and wealth. But it is just as much: domination of the… — Ismail Kadare Control Copy Share Image
An Albanian’s house is the dwelling of God and the guest.’ Of God and the guest, you see. So before it is… — Ismail Kadaré Albanian Copy Share Image
“I couldn't get to sleep. The book lay nearby. A thin object on the divan. So strange. Between two cardboard covers were… — Ismail Kadare Books Copy Share Image
“E ke menduar se po te largohesh kaq shume nga jeta njerezore, nga ajo qe ti me perbuzje e quan "malli i… — Ismail Kadaré Mint Copy Share Image
I could not understand how people could not like something as beautiful as the aerodrome. But I had lately become convinced that… — Ismail Kadaré Attractive Copy Share Image
“Sunday had spread all over the city. It looked as if the sun had smacked into the earth and broken into pieces… — Ismail Kadare Big fish Copy Share Image
“Some people,” the Vizier went on, “think it’s the world of anxieties and dreams – your world, in short – that governs… — Ismail Kadaré Dreams Copy Share Image
“I had lost sight of G. Z. and didn’t want to think about him anymore. He wasn’t the only one who had… — Ismail Kadare Too late Copy Share Image
“Why the Albanians had created the institution of the guest, exalting it above all other human relations, even those of kinship. “Perhaps… — Ismail Kadaré Day life Copy Share Image
It was only a phrase that went from mouth to mouth and was never quite swallowed. — Ismail Kadaré Mouths Copy Share Image
Shiny musical instruments wailed, their mouths open like lilies. — Ismail Kadaré Instruments Copy Share Image
“Nuk luftohet nje fatalitet, e te arsyetosh per te eshte akoma me e kote” — Ismail Kadaré Mint Copy Share Image
The writer is always to some extent in exile, wherever he is, because he is somehow outside, separated from others; there is… — Ismail Kadaré Distance Copy Share Image
“Having left, for various reasons, the homeland of epic, they were uprooted like trees overthrown, they had lost their heroic character and… — Ismail Kadare Copy Share Image
“ajzat ishin te bardha si endrra e mengjesit por fatkeqesisht , po aq te pakapshme si endrra.” — Ismail Kadare Albanian Copy Share Image
A mountaineer’s house, before being his home and the home of his family, is the home of God and of guests. — Ismail Kadaré Family Copy Share Image
If an animal has to be sacrificed when a new bridge is built, what will it take to build a whole new… — Ismail Kadaré Animal Copy Share Image
“This is where they keep the dreams about the end of the world, according to the inhabitants of places where the winters… — Ismail Kadaré Dream Copy Share Image
To tell the truth, this was one of the few cases in which she had not told him just what she was… — Ismail Kadaré Cases Copy Share Image
His suspicion that he was not going in the right direction tortmented him more and more. At last he had the conviction… — Ismail Kadaré April Copy Share Image
The days were heavy and sticky. All identical, one the same as the other. Soon they would even get rid of their… — Ismail Kadaré Distinction Copy Share Image
“I lodhur nga medyshjet e linte nganjehere veten te binte ne enderrime pa kuptim. Mendonte se sa mire do te ishte sikur… — Ismail Kadaré Mint Copy Share Image
I had three choices: to conform to my own beliefs, which meant death; complete silence, which meant another kind of death; to… — Ismail Kadaré Belief Copy Share Image
“Two or three times it occurred to Gjorg that all these men had killed, and that each had his story. But those… — Ismail Kadaré Three times Copy Share Image
“Poetry Poetry, How did you find your way to me? My mother does not know Albanian well, She writes letters like Aragon,… — Ismail Kadare Albania Copy Share Image
