Blood-sucker and tale-teller: Noémi Szécsi’s latter-day vampire girl is a combination of the eastern European and the Indian vampire. - Ottilie Mulzet's review on The Finno-Ugrian Vampire, recently published in English.
"Those that I ‘intend’ my books for are all kinds of
people, but they are definitely not aristocratic, definitely not part of
the social elite... they are the
elite of the injured, the aristocracy of those who are helpless beyond
recovery." - An interview with László Krasznahorkai on fire, evil and suffering.
"The lake’s rippled surface / Mirrored the sky with such clarity / One couldn’t tell / Which way was up or down. / Between the two, on horizon’s ebb, / In the light’s narrow beam, / A factory building loomed with metallic hue. / Only in Finland one sees / Such metaphysical form – I thought"
Spotless collars, handkerchiefs white as snow gleam around Emerenc
Szeredás; no sick person remains untended, no street unswept. Yet in the
world of consolidating socialism of the Hungary of the 1960s, the
harshness and strange lifestyle of this ex-servant somehow seems
irritating and inscrutable.