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“ჩვენ ჩვეულებრივ ამბებს აღვწერთ, მაგრამ ჩვეულებრივი ამბავი არაჩვეულებრივი ხდება, როცა იგი არაჩვეულებრივი მიზეზებითაა გამოწვეული.”

Quote by Thomas Mann

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The Magic Mountain

Hermann Hesse's 'The Magic Mountain' is a profound novel that takes place in a Swiss sanatorium in the early 20th century. It follows the protagonist Hans Castorp's extended stay at the institution, where he encounters a diverse array of characters and engages in introspection. The novel delves into themes of personal growth, the nature of time, and the complexities of human relationships. more

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Thomas Mann
Thomas Mann

Thomas Mann, born on June 6, 1875, and died on August 12, 1955, was a German novelist and one of the greatest writers of the 20th century. Known for his profound psychological portrayals and rich imagination, his works extensively covered themes such as individual and society, history and reality. His masterpieces include 'Buddenbrooks' and 'The Magic Mountain'. more

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