Author: Elias Canetti

Cited by

• Feliz J. Palama (1)
  • IN: The Map of Time (2008) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Mankind's most perfectly terrifying work of art is the division of time.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Bulgaria
• Benjamin Wood (1)
  • IN: The Death of Sweet Mister (2001) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: We know many things about those we love - things we nevertheless refuse to believe.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Bulgaria
• Ishmael Reed (1)
  • IN: The Freelance Pallbearers (1967) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The excrement, which is what remains of all this, is loaded with our whole blood guilt. By it we know what we have murdered. It is the compressed sum of all evidence against us. It is our daily and continuing sin and as such, it stinks and cries to heaven. It is remarkable how we isolate ourselves with it. In special rooms, set aside for the purpose we get rid of it; our most private moment is when we withdraw there; we are alone only with our excrement. It is clear that we are ashamed of it. It is the age-old seal of that power-process of digestion which is enacted in darkness and which, without this, would remain hidden forever.
    FROM: Crowds and Power, (1960), Book, Bulgaria