A godless book. No one looks after Spiró’s hero, the short-sighted, ugly and scrawny Uri. No one looks after the world, either – even though the period in which Captivity is set, the first century C.E., abounds in deities.
"I toyed with an idea that I – as a decent Christian – never entertained before: what if the central signifier of all the metaphors and concepts of Christianity was not a beautiful, young, healthy but tortured male body... but a female body." - An interview from 2011 with the recently deceased poet, Szilárd Borbély.
"Wine is a man thing; one must talk about it softly. The best way to do that is with a glass of wine. When I'm old I want a wine cellar. I have strongly decided that. I do not want anything else from life."
Is it possible, I ask myself, to somehow follow the life or the soul of a
nation through this one tiny expression? - The musings of a translator
of Hungarian literature a propos of the reappearance of an old
expression of greeting.