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Il ciarlatano

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Isaac Bashevis Singer
Isaac Bashevis Singer

Isaac Bashevis Singer, born on November 21, 1902 in Poland and died on July 24, 1991, was an outstanding Jewish American author. His works are renowned for their vivid portrayal of the lives and experiences of Eastern European Jews, and he has won widespread acclaim for his unique narrative style and profound humanistic concerns. more

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“Jack kissed him so carefully that August thought he would fall to pieces. Kissed him with the weight of knowing the price of risk. Then he gazed back at August like his heart was already breaking. It was the same face that Jack had made on the roof, in the middle of the night, when they rolled in the grass, when he sat back with August’s blood and ink on his hands, when his face was lit orange with flames, when he’d opened the door to Rina’s room, when he stared across the gym at the homecoming dance, when he pulled him from the river and breathed him back to life. Jack had been waiting. He’d been trying. He was scared. There were tears in his eyes and it took August’s breath away.”

“My head spun, but in a way that wanted to sink into, to drown in the warmth of it. I was falling into a vast dark sky and I didn't care. I wanted to disappear into it. I wanted more. Our tongues explored, soft, warm, and then he pulled away, his eyes searching mine, wondering, asking. Should he stop? No, I thought. No. Don't stop. His gaze held, waiting, as if he needed to hear me say it aloud.”