Elfriede Jelinek
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Elfriede Jelinek
Elfriede Jelinekis an Austrian playwright and novelist. She was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2004 for her "musical flow of voices and counter-voices in novels and plays that, with extraordinary linguistic zeal, reveal the absurdity of society's clichés and their subjugating power."...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth20 October 1946
CountryUnited States of America
government
The government has once again made the right socially acceptable.
lying book
He lies like a book. And he reads a lot of books.
solitude walks ifs
After all, when you take a walk you're after solitude, and if the solitude won't come to you, you must go to it.
writing worry feelings
I have the feeling it will influence my future writing to the extent that without any material worries I could develop a greater ease, even lightheartedness, in my writing
home class two
Anna despises two classes of people: first, those who own their own homes and have cars and families, and second, everybody else. Constantly she is on the verge of exploding. With rage. A pool of pure red. The pool is filled with speechlessness that talks away at her nonstop.
fighting men sexist
I do not fight against men, but against the system that is sexist.
Seek and you shall find the repulsive things you secretly hope to find.
kind construction substitutes
Eroding solidarity paradoxically makes a society more susceptible to the construction of substitute collectives and fascisms of all kinds
ignorant desire way
Love points the way. Desire is its ignorant advisor.
art order relate
Art and order, the relatives that refuse to relate.
play long language
My plays are made up of long monologues, which is similar to prose working with the language
doors doe sometimes
It is not enough ... simply to surrender oneself brainlessly to love, when it knocks at the door, one must also calculate because of later life, which does sometimes follow.
art holiday fine
Strictly speaking, there are no holidays for art; art pursues you everywhere, and that's just fine with the artist.
kissing simple two
Only he who loves and is loved for his own sake can be happy, and what produces that happiness is not so much the sense of sexual communion as of two people being together ... the sexual act viewed as a whole probably affords less happiness than a totally ordinary kiss or often indeed one simple word from the one you love.