By the way, my Dostoevsky, Chekhov, and Feuchtwanger traveled with me all the way from Ukraine. They’re on my shelves right next to what people call genre literature, which I also love.
Feuchtwanger is another author I read in his entirety in my teens. In translation, of course, but those were translations of outstanding quality.
I don’t have any Tolstoy at home because I simply do not like this writer.
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