Collected StoriesA newly translated collection of stories. His desire to remain faithful to his Jewish roots and yet to be free of them gives Babel a duality of vision, which infuses his work with a powerful energy, from the earliest tales. |
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LibraryThing Review
Crítica de los usuarios - DanielSTJ - LibraryThingThis was a very interesting, yet elusive, set of short stories. The setting is distant, but we are pulled into it through the details and the characters which reveal the world that Babel was operating ... Leer comentario completo
LibraryThing Review
Crítica de los usuarios - mrgan - LibraryThingI don't know if it's the translation, or the way this particular edition is set up, or what, but I just found the stories here a slog—with a few notable exceptions, which I remember enjoying in other anthologies. Leer comentario completo
Contenido
III | 3 |
IV | 7 |
V | 11 |
VI | 19 |
VII | 21 |
VIII | 27 |
IX | 41 |
X | 49 |
XXXIV | 156 |
XXXV | 160 |
XXXVI | 163 |
XXXVII | 167 |
XXXVIII | 170 |
XXXIX | 177 |
XL | 182 |
XLI | 190 |
XI | 59 |
XII | 67 |
XIII | 71 |
XIV | 80 |
XV | 89 |
XVI | 91 |
XVII | 93 |
XVIII | 96 |
XIX | 101 |
XX | 103 |
XXI | 112 |
XXII | 116 |
XXIII | 119 |
XXIV | 123 |
XXV | 126 |
XXVI | 128 |
XXVII | 131 |
XXVIII | 136 |
XXIX | 138 |
XXX | 144 |
XXXI | 150 |
XXXIII | 152 |
XLII | 198 |
XLIII | 199 |
XLIV | 204 |
XLV | 208 |
XLVI | 213 |
XLVII | 218 |
XLVIII | 222 |
XLIX | 225 |
L | 227 |
LI | 235 |
LII | 237 |
LIII | 244 |
LIV | 254 |
LV | 260 |
LVI | 267 |
LVII | 277 |
LVIII | 289 |
LIX | 299 |
LX | 311 |
LXI | 327 |
LXII | 340 |
Términos y frases comunes
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