Phantom: A Novel

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B. W. Huebsch, Incorporated, 1922 - 224 pages
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Page 225 - Aue; vol. 5 : symbolic and legendary dramas : Schluck and Jau; And Pippa Dances, Charlemagne's Hostage; vol.
Page 146 - And besides, I was a free man and no longer a clerk at the city's mercy. Quite certainly, however, it was a strange thing that a little despised starveling could dine table to table with the highest officials of the city, the province, nay even of the state, as like to like, and not be shown the door. Now whether it was to give myself courage, or to put myself in the proper light here at the outset, or in my treacherous feeling of triumph — anyway, I immediately ordered champagne.
Page 43 - Seek a confessor : a con* fidant to whom you can speak openly will take the frightful tension from your breast. You will pour out your heart, and he will take the half of your burden on himself. The invisible beloved will become visible, audible, in short, present, in your spoken words. And the habit of even this presence will perhaps remove the deadly pain of separation. And probably dull by habituation the tormenting need of having the beloved object present.
Page 30 - But my brother and my sister are also outwardly very different. Both are unqualifiedly beautiful, yet the beauty of my brother is more of a delicate and spiritual •nature, whereas the charm of my sister consists in a certain primitiveness which is at the same time rather bizarre. She has the head of a youth. As she wears her hair bobbed, this intensifies the masculine impression she makes. She resembles the head of Praxiteles' Hermes, which is so widely disseminated as a plaster cast.
Page 65 - And she was no stranger in still another world, though it is hard to determine whether she herself belonged in it or only touched the fringe of it occasionally. It was the light-shunning world of the crooks. She would often prove to me that thievery infested all classes. She would show me respected men in officers...
Page 172 - Moments of clearness showed me to what dangerous cliffs and precipices I had rashly climbed. The burden of my cares grew and oppressed me. I not infrequently cried out in the night and awoke bathed in perspiration. I sought consolation in religion and felt springing up in me the desire to be able to renounce the world, to spend the rest of my days behind the walls of a monastery. I was a Protestant and considered conversion to Catholicism, since the old spacious Roman church seemed the most likely...
Page 180 - You two have deceived me, give an accounting." She wept. She could not get out another word. I said calmly, "Who has betrayed you? What 'you two' do you mean?" Of course the details of the conversation are no longer in my memory. At any rate, I knew ultimately beyond a doubt that my aunt, probably through her police commissioner, was pretty well informed about our actions.
Page 118 - Four weeks passed in conferences in this room. These conferences were however nothing more than objectless chatter, which was spiced with immoderate drinking and smoking, and which became a pleasure that we sought again and again. Objectless chatter is perhaps not a fitting expression, because it did not indeed turn on actual and sensible objects, but so much the more on imaginary and senseless ones. These have the strongest power of attraction for worthless people.
Page 127 - I COME now to that point which was one of the most momentous in my complicated course of error, self-deception, megalomania, and crime. In order to get it as clear as possible, I discussed it all thoroughly only yesterday with my father-inlaw, as if unintentionally, sitting in the arbor over a glass of beer. The good old man knows that I am working on the story of my fall from...
Page 149 - I — was constantly being annoyed by her dog. Then Melitta looked around at me. At the sight of her face a sort of terror must have shone through my expression, visible to the baroness. I saw how she lifted her eyebrows, as if in question. And I was actually frightened, because Melitta to my thinking resembled Veronica in a remarkable way. From this moment a wonderful confusion began in me, whereby in a mystic, or let us rather say abnormal, manner I united the images of the two girls.

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