Not a single thought managed to take shape in her mind: for the likeness of this day to the last seemed to… — Ismail Kadaré Catching Copy Share Image
Shiny musical instruments wailed, their mouths open like lilies. — Ismail Kadaré Instruments 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
“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
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
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
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
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
It was only a phrase that went from mouth to mouth and was never quite swallowed. — Ismail Kadaré Mouths 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 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
“ajzat ishin te bardha si endrra e mengjesit por fatkeqesisht , po aq te pakapshme si endrra.” — Ismail Kadare Albanian 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
“Ne raste te tilla, ajo behej mjaft e bukur. Syte, qe gjer atehere kishin ndjekur tymin e cigares, i dritesoheshin mallengjyeshem. Mollezat,… — Ismail Kadaré Copy Share Image
“Their bodies were like corpses ready for embalming, from which all innards likely to rot had already been removed. Superfluous emotions like… — Ismail Kadare Fear 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
