Naguib Mahfouz

Re-reading Mahfouz's Cairo trilogy after 30 years, I am struck by how much I recall, but also by how many subtleties I missed. The range of significant emotion that each of his characters experiences, suffers, endures in the course of even a brief conversation is breathtaking. Mahfouz was a student of the human heart. And that is only one dimension of his artistry...

Aflatun

 

Read Aristotle in your youth, when you want to know about the world and think it worth exploring. When you are old, and know better, repair to Plato.

Once Upon A Time In America

 

Mevlana's Urs

 

City of Bridges

 

The Town and the City

 

Then the train rumbled off, sudden silence passed, he heard a vast breeze passing through the branches everywhere around, the locomotive whistle howled going away, the tracks gleamed nakedly in the moonlight—and he was sick now with a crying lonesomeness, he somehow knew that all moments were farewell, all life was goodbye.

He went home, he walked under the dark swishing trees of home and July and nighttime.