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“In Robert Aickman… the real is a mosaic composed of strange pieces often fearfully devoid of meaning.” Discover the review
“In Robert Aickman… the real is a mosaic composed of strange pieces often fearfully devoid of meaning.”
“I realized that his works were not mere supernatural musings, but studies on alienation and pain, on a lost world that could be captured, and lamented, through writing...it seemed that Aickman had peered into some Nietzschean abyss and was both learned and brave enough to describe how it had changed his life.” Discover the review
“I realized that his works were not mere supernatural musings, but studies on alienation and pain, on a lost world that could be captured, and lamented, through writing...it seemed that Aickman had peered into some Nietzschean abyss and was both learned and brave enough to describe how it had changed his life.”
“In Robert Aickman...the real is a mosaic made up of estranged tiles, often frighteningly devoid of meaning,” Discover the review
“In Robert Aickman...the real is a mosaic made up of estranged tiles, often frighteningly devoid of meaning,”
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