That Eduard Kohn was a prodigious drunk.He wore eyeglasses of glistening prisms and watchedthe world through them as if through a rainbow.
Autumn Hill Books began 2005 with a small but important goal: to bring more contemporary world literature to the English language market, where literature in translation is still woefully scarce.
When I approached, you were arguing over the phrase I had heard from across the room. You interrupted yourself mid-sentence and we burst out laughing while your audience looked on, perplexed. It was five or six years ago, I don’t know anymore. You said, We’re not far from the sea, let’s go, and we left.