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Mar 21, Ivana Books Are Magic rated it it was amazing. I'm not sure is this the actual edition of Letters to Milena that I read myself I think I read one from project Gutenberg , but that doesn't matter as I don't think that editions differ as much. I did feel quite guilty reading this book because it is basically a compilation of the most private correspondence imaginable.
Kafka and Milena met, they exchanged letters, they got to know one another and they fell in love. It is all in this book. Both of them express the most intimate and personal th I'm not sure is this the actual edition of Letters to Milena that I read myself I think I read one from project Gutenberg , but that doesn't matter as I don't think that editions differ as much.
Both of them express the most intimate and personal thoughts in these letters. What right do I have to read them? So, yes I did feel a bit morally bankrupt reading these. Still, how could I resist? How could any fan of Kafka resist? Naturally, after reading this book I went and tried to find everything I could about Kafka and Milena. So much about guilt. But yes, the letters tell of a very private love affair, and they do provide us with a personal insight into Kafka's life.
I can compared this book with other Kafka's letters I read, and I can say that I liked it much more than his other letters. These letters are not only more personal and human than for example Kafka's letter to his father, the letters are also- almost impossibly beautiful. I have fallen in love with this book, with Kafka and with Milena.
The letters are beyond touching. Only two such individuals could have written such beautiful letters. This is a beautiful albeit sad love story. Milena charmed me as much as Kafka.
She was such a delicate and intelligent young woman. I really felt for both of them. Their meditations about life were fascinating to read. Not every part of this book is extremely profound, they also talk of daily matters and events, but even those were anything but dull to read it.
Highly recommended! View 2 comments. May 28, Elise rated it really liked it. This is not the kind of thing I usually read because I see fiction as much more enlightening than non-fiction, but I enjoyed Kafka's "Letters to Milena.
What I loved most about them were some of the wise, eloquent, passionately endearing, and quote-worthy passages. Here are a few of examples: "Yesterday I advised you This is not the kind of thing I usually read because I see fiction as much more enlightening than non-fiction, but I enjoyed Kafka's "Letters to Milena.
Here are a few of examples: "Yesterday I advised you not to write to me every day, this is still my opinion today and it would be very good for us both and I suggest it once more today, and even more urgently--only please, Milena, don't act upon it, but write me daily all the same, it can be quite short, shorter than today's letters, just two lines, just one, just one word, but to be deprived of this word would mean terrible suffering" Kafka, Only in these strong-walled vessels does everything get thoroughly cooked, only these capitalists of the airspace are, as far as it is possible for human beings, protected against worry and madness and are able to go calmly about their business, and they alone are, as someone once said, useful in the whole world as world-citizens, for in the North they warm and in the South they give shade" Kafka, I was born in '83, so I was 13 when you were born.
The 13th birthday is a special occasion. Up near the altar in the temple I had to recite a piece learned by heart with great difficulty, then at home I had to make a brief speech also learned by heart. I also received many presents. But I imagine that I was not entirely satisfied, one particular present I missed, I demanded it from heaven; it hesitated until August 10" Kafka, Of a distant person one can think, and a person who is near one can catch hold--all else goes beyond human strength.
Writing letters, however, means to denude oneself before the ghosts, something for which they greedily wait. Written kisses don't reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
It is on this ample nourishment that they multiply so enormously. Humanity senses this and fights against it and in order to eliminate as far as possible the ghostly element between people and to create a natural communication, the peace of souls, it has invented the railway, the motor car, the aeroplanes.
But it's no longer any good, these are evidently inventions being made at the moment of crashing. The opposing side is so much calmer and stronger; after the postal service it has invented the telegraph, the telephone, the radiograph.
The ghosts won't starve, but we will perish" Kafka, If loneliness is joined to loneliness it never leads to to a being-at-home, but to a Katagora [ Russian word for a long term of imprisonment with subsequent exile ]. One loneliness reflects itself in the other, even in the deepest, darkest night" Kafka, Jan 28, Andrew added it Shelves: interviews-and-letters. Let's talk about parasocial relationships. In this day and age, an era of perhaps unprecedented human loneliness, people treat the "creators" and "influencers" of the media sphere as if they were intimate friends, and more often that ought to be the case, in lieu of friends Letters to Milena is some deep, Patreon top-tier support level parasocial relationship shit for Franz Kafka, a man whose writing I have admired since I was Let's talk about parasocial relationships.
Letters to Milena is some deep, Patreon top-tier support level parasocial relationship shit for Franz Kafka, a man whose writing I have admired since I was like 15 years old, back when Facebook was just a stirring in young Zuckerberg's genitals. And, as with all parasocial relationships, it can yield insight, the content can be great, but I'm ultimately left with a somewhat sickly feeling.
But still, I love the experience especially about the communication and the nature of an impossible relationship in the s. Oct 14, Eadweard rated it really liked it Shelves: non-fiction-read , memoires-diaries-letters , non-fiction. So many good bits in these letters Oh Franz Jun 02, Neha Sharma rated it it was amazing. Oh dear god! What do I say about this book? I can't seem to find the right words! Its just so so beautiful that it makes you want to smile, laugh and cry at the same time.
The book could have gotten boring easily, but it didn't! That's the beauty of Kafka's writing. Plus, his letters and feelings are so raw and beautiful. Letters that resonated with me, letters which touched me, letters in which he has bared his soul, letters written in prose but feels like poetry. Finally, some quotes for you - Oh dear god! Finally, some quotes for you - You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love. Sometimes I have the feeling that we're in one room with two opposite doors and each of us holds the handle of one door, one of us flicks an eyelash and the other is already behind his door, and now the first one has but to utter a word ad immediately the second one has closed his door behind him and can no longer be seen.
He's sure to open the door again for it's a room which perhaps one cannot leave. If only the first one were not precisely like the second, if he were calm, if he would only pretend not to look at the other, if he slowly set the room in order as though it were a room like any other; but instead he does exactly the same as the other at his door, sometimes even both are behind the doors and the the beautiful room is empty.
And don't demand any sincerity from me, Milena. No one can demand it from me more than I myself and yet many things elude me, I'm sure, perhaps everything eludes me. I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Letters - being as personal as they are - provide the greatest insights into the inner workings of Kafka's brilliant mind and the toll that love among every other emotion had on on his health, and which eventually led him to dying in a sanatorium in His letters to Milena were perhaps his highest expression of his love for her, yet still led to torment: 'When I write to you there's no question of sleep either before or after; when I don't write to you I sleep at most a very superficial sle Letters - being as personal as they are - provide the greatest insights into the inner workings of Kafka's brilliant mind and the toll that love among every other emotion had on on his health, and which eventually led him to dying in a sanatorium in His letters to Milena were perhaps his highest expression of his love for her, yet still led to torment: 'When I write to you there's no question of sleep either before or after; when I don't write to you I sleep at most a very superficial sleep of an hour or two at a time.
When I don't write I'm just tired, sad, heavy; when I do write I'm torn to pieces by restlessness and fear'. He still had time for his typically wry, morbid humour: 'You know Milena, when you went to him her husband of the time you took a large step down from your level, but if you come to me you'll leap into the abyss'.
As the letters progress, you can feel Kafka's love for her - and spiritual connection with her- palpably grow. He even shares with her his idea for a prototype of the torture device used in one of his famous shorts In the Penal Colony. I wonder how women would react to that in this day and age! His was a romanticism steeped in pain, a curse that made him feel excessively but also as a result develop into one of the most precise scribes of human emotion that ever picked up a pen.
It is no good-bye, unless it be that the gravity lying in wait pulls me down completely. But how could it do this so long as you are alive' His suffering was our gain. Mar 26, Aman rated it liked it. Apr 08, Mohamad Shibly rated it it was amazing. We see Kafka here naked. And as my dear friend said: we are all Kafka.
Nov 12, Jim rated it it was amazing Shelves: letters , eastern-europe. It's hard to imagine Franz Kafka in love.
This Milena was no slouch herself when it came to literature. The appendix to this edition includes several letters from Milena to Kafka's friend Max Brod, several essays that she published in journals, and a sensitive obituary when Kafka died of runaway consumption in Milena was to live It's hard to imagine Franz Kafka in love.
Milena was to live for 20 years longer, only to die in Ravensbruck concentration camp where she was imprisoned for political reasons she was not Jewish. None of the letters from Milena to Kafka have survived, only because after his death she wanted all of them to be destroyed she was, after all, married. No matter. Kafka's own letters show him to be eager to press on with his suit, yet frightened at what it was doing to him. I have always wanted to read these letters and am delighted to have finally gotten to them.
They give a picture of a tortured individual. Milena was uniquely able to respect him for his own brilliance, as she translated many of his short stories into Czech. Ja ne, ali tako jeste. Frank ili Schrank [nem. Biram Schrank. Posebne marke povodom Kongresa nisu objavljene, a i ja sam verovao da jesu. Tamo bi nam ipak bilo lepo i bili bismo blizu, jedno uz drugo. Koliko god tako moglo izgledati, ovo nije nikakvo prepredeno pitanje. Pogledao sam to na trenutak i odmah zaboravio. Ali, sad se neko brine, pa te dakle moli, idi kod lekara.
Stvarno to ne razumem. I jesi li ozdravila? A evo ga sad u tvojoj sobi! Ne, to nije lepo. Da, ali gde si ti onda? I gde je to? Ljudi se ponekad odlikuju dobrotom, a da za to i ne znaju. Ali, da, kako bih i mogao da se smatram zadovoljnim ako lekar nije otkrio ni traga od mene? Putuj samo, putuj, molim te. Da li je to neko veliko T na koverti? To je, naime, veoma neprijatno. Ne, tek onda ne bi. Kad bi mi samo mogla telegrafisati posle ovog pisma!
To je usklik, ne molba. Danas sam te sanjao, verujem prvi put otkako sam u Pragu. Malo o njemu znam. Zatim si ti bila tu i ja. A zatim, cela stvar je tako lepa! I zabavno je. Ali, to je i uzbudljivo. Pa gde je najzad moda? Kako to? Sav ostatak sveta?
I laganje? Gmind je austrijski, zar ne? Veoma ti hvala da me ni danas nisi ostavila bez pisma. A sutra? Ali, ostajem spokojan i iz drugog, zaista izvanrednog razloga. Veoma slabo poznavanje ljudi, Milena! Oduvek sam to govorio. Neka umre, ipak nije sama, Oskar je uz nju. Ko je pa taj Oskar? Tetka Klara je tetka Klara, ali ko je Oskar? Kako god bilo, On je uz nju. Ipak, ispalo pismo, i ovo! Umoran sam. Kad se vidimo? Gde si ti?
Na putu u selu u. I ja sam na putu, a to je dugo putovanje. To je zaista sasvim neophodno. Jutros sam zaboravio da pismo tvoga oca stavim u kovertu, izvini. Nisam primetio ni da je to prvo koje ti je napisao u poslednje tri godine, tek sada shvatam kakav je utisak ono na tebe ostavilo.
Danas je, dakle, dan bez pisma, od kojeg toliko dugo strahujem. U krevetu si? Imao sam prijatelja, glumca, Jevrejina rodom sa Istoka, koji je svaka tri meseca po nekoliko dana. A lekar? Razvod je. Da li sam ja ljubazan i strpljiv? Zaista ne znam. Tvoje pismo je ipak stiglo. Barem ima tu zaslugu da je jasno. Uostalom, kako bi mogla lagati? Dve molbe, Milena, jedna mala i jedna velika. Tvoj telegram! Da, zaista je najbolje da se vidimo.
I koliko si morala patiti zbog toga sred svega ostalog! A evo kako:. I tako kako je tada bilo, ostalo je uvek. Ona skoro nikada nije u Pragu. Ali on, on je dostojan ljubavi. Trebalo je najpre da me pitaju da li dozvoljavam tu selidbu.
A ja bih rekao: Ne. A sada mi zahvali. Zahvaljujem ti da li je ovo zaista zahvaljivanje? Sve je ovo, dakle, pomislio da je otkrio u meni. Putnik je stigao, i krenuli smo. I odmah sam potom, bez ikakve svoje volje, bio pred Zapadnom stanicom. Lepo je? Pa dobro, vrlo mi je drago! Uostalom, veoma sam daleko od vas i ne dozvoljavam da me ljube u znak. I kod Jevreja postoji neka vrsta krizmanja. Ne mogu da se setim. Uostalom, ona je bogohulna. Nisam bio onako nemilosrdan kao ranije, a ti se tada nisi brinula.
Zar bi trebalo i ja da te izgubim? Da li. To je, uostalom, potpuno nepomirljivo. Ne pravi on svoju zbirku sa po jednom markom od svake vrste; on ima velike listove za svaku marku, i velike klasere za velike listove; kada je list sa jednom vrstom pun, on uzme novi, i tako redom. Tim poslom se bavi svakog popodneva, i debeo je, veseo i zadovoljan.
Nego, da li Krojcen ostaje otvoren krajem jeseni? Primaju li strance? Navodno je bio sa Jarmilom, Hasom i Rajnerom 2 dana pre samoubistva. Rajner je bio vrlo ljubazan prema Hasu i pozajmio mu je novac. I od koga? U nedelju? To je krasa! Mora biti da je poslednjih dana moj brod izgubio kormilo! To je to. U stvari je mislila da zna moju adresu. Bila je to Jarmila. Tvoje pismo od ponedeljka ujutro. Znanje ljudsko! Znala si moja pisma i postavila si mi to pitanje! Rekao sam ti, jeste, rekao sam ti da sam.
Prava groznica? Termometrom merena groznica? Ne pisati, to je dobro. Glupo pitanje, kako bi mogli biti dovoljni dani da bi se stiglo do njihovog kraja? Ali, ne treba da bolest bude tome uzrok. Kada ovako govorim, mislim samo na sebe. Za sada, pojavio se A ipak ti se sve to onoliko svidelo, u Krojcenu, naprimer. Ili 1. To je ukupno oko 8. Ne govorim o samom tvom pismu od utorka , nego o miru, o poverenju, o vedrini koja ga je govorila u pero.
Nikada u stvarnosti nisam video takvo dete ni takvu majku. Da li ti to predstavlja nekakvu neprijatnost? I ovde su to sjajni ljudi. Ali, on misli da treba da promenim vazduh. Nije hitno. Jesi li videla Blaja? Nema pisma danas. Tvoja pisma od nedelje i ponedeljka, i jedna karta. Nema odgovora od tvog oca? Ne, sada zaista radi po pljusku i po oluji. Nije mi odgovorio.
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