Ergebnis für "Vladimir" in Romanbiografien

The Gift is the last of the novels Nabokov wrote in his native language and the crowning achievement of that period in his literary career. It is also his ode to Russian literature, evoking the works of Pushkin, Gogol, and others in the course of its narrative: the story of Fyodor Godunov-Cherdyntsev, an impoverished émigré poet living in Berlin, who dreams of the book he will someday write - a book very much like The Gift itself.

One of the twentieth century’s master prose stylists, Vladimir Nabokov was born in St. Petersburg in 1899.

The Real Life of Sebastian Knight, the first novel Nabokov wrote in English, is a tantalizing literary mystery in which a writer’s half brother searches to unravel the enigma of the life of the famous author of Albinos in Black, The Back of the Moon, and Doubtful Asphodel. A characteristically cunning play on identity and deception, the novel concludes “ I am Sebastian, or Sebastian is I, or perhaps we both are someone whom neither of us knows.”

As intricate as a house of mirrors, Nabokov’s last novel is an ironic play on the Janus-like relationship between fiction and reality. It is the autobiography of the eminent Russian-American author Vadim Vadimovich N. (b. 1899), whose life bears an uncanny resemblance to that of Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov, though the two are not to be confused (?).

Many have read about the life of Socrates. Many are familiar with Plato's poignant description of his death. But who had ever thought of what took place afterwards? Ukrainian writer and scholar Vladimir Korolenko took it upon himself to consider this question.

A fairly fictionalized but nevertheless powerful and poignant take on Beethoven's last days by Vladimir Odoyevsky.

Příběh Olgy Hepnarové, která jedním otočením volantu zabila osm lidí, poslední ženy odsouzené v Československu k trestu smrti. Bylo úterý 10. července roku 1973, krátce před druhou hodinou odpolední. Obyčejný všední den na pražské Letné. Pro jednu dvaadvacetiletou dívku však nebylo cesty zpátky. Nákladní auto, které řídila, prudce vybočilo z předpokládané dráhy, vřítilo se na chodník plný lidí, pak srovnalo kola a jízdou po chodníku těsně kolem stěny domů poráželo, přejíždělo a drtilo každého, kdo mu nestačil uhnout z cesty.