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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | From pathways to the railway (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. III, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “Ivane Vasilisdze Goliashvili was a great lover, though platonic, of Georgian history” (pg. 207) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Artists’ Coffeehouse (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. III, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “I know the names of all those colonies which the Greeks had ever had on the Black Sea” (pg. 53) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Artists’ Coffeehouse (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. III, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “In vino veritas! - Let us abandon strangers and queer. Treat yourselves to coffee with cognac” (pg. 51) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Treachery of times (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “Greeks, permanent servants of beauty, became extinct, but we still exist, as a Plane Tree among other trees” (pg. 266) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Treachery of times (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “Romans were strong in the army – they overpowered us, but we remained” (pg. 266) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Demolished Nests (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “Frames for the pictures made of whale leather and adorned with golden Amors, birds and flowers” (pg. 230) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Demolished Nests (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “Lacrimae rerum! Tears of Inarticulate” (pg. 212) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Funeral (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “This sculpture was a sort of imitation of Phidias: the same posture, the same ivory, the same gold used by the sculptor, but the impression it made was different. The present Athena was no... |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Funeral (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “ – Am I not wealth?! – asked “Athena” surprised” (pg. 149) |
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Niko Lortkipanidze | 1880-1944 (XIX-XX) | Funeral (Niko Lortkipanidze, My Chosen, Vol. II, Tbilisi 2012) | Prose | “ – She delivered to me, - mumbled Hercules” (pg. 149) |
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