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Today I Wrote Nothing: The Selected Writing of Daniil Kharms

Today I Wrote Nothing is a compilation of short stories, poetry, and plays by Daniil Kharms, a prominent figure in the Russian avant-garde literary scene. The book offers a glimpse into Kharms' distinctive style, characterized by its absurdist and existential themes, and reflects his influence on subsequent generations of writers. more

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Daniil Kharms
Daniil Kharms

Daniil Kharms, born on December 30, 1905, was a prominent Russian poet. Known for his unique poetic style and sharp satirical tone, his work has had a profound impact on later generations. more

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“The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he had to get up. No sound but the wind in the trees. He rose and stood tottering in that cold autistic dark with his arms outheld for balance while the vestibular calculations in his skull cranked out their reckonings.”

“This is the nature of war, whose stake is at once the game and the authority and the justification. Seen so, war is the truest form of divination. It is the testing of one's will and the will of another within that larger will which because it binds them is therefore forced to select. War is the ultimate game because war is at last a forcing of the unity of existence.War is god.”

“She tried to explain the real state of the case to her sister. "I do not attempt to deny," said she, "that I think very highly of him--that I greatly esteem, that I like him." Marianne here burst with forth with indignation: "Esteem him! Like him! Cold-hearted Elinor. Oh! worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of being otherwise. Use those words again, and I will leave the room this moment." Elinor could not help laughing. "Excuse me," said she, "and be assured that I meant no offence to you, by speaking, in so quiet a way, of my own feelings.”