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It was a winter day. The streets of Vienna were dirty and shrouded with the mud of the snows that were falling, only to be melted immediately under the feet of the passersby. A dense and heavy smoke…
Monelle grew quiet and looked at me:
I came from the night, she said, and I shall return to the night. For I too am a young prostitute.
And Monelle said again:
I pity you, I pity you, my love.
Even…
When I heard that Isaac Kornfeld, a man of piety and brains, had hanged himself in the public park, I put a token in the subway stile and journeyed out to see the tree. [ . . . ][ . . . ] On the day…
Some time later, two or three months had passed, David sends for me again.
Bathsheba is there, her hair beautifully arranged, very pretty and self-confident. Already the mistress of this palace.
David…
Menashe Chaim rends his life, and she remains another’s wife. A man holds the keys to his fate in his hand, and a parable sublime and grand. His broken thoughts stumble as death draws near…