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Philip Milton Roth byl americký spisovatel. Do americké literatury vstoupil v roce 1959 povídkovou sbírkou Goodbye Columbus a od té doby se stal jedním z nejoceňovanějších autorů své generace. Dvakrát získal Národní knižní cenu a stejně tak i Cenu amerických knižních kritiků a řadu dalších ocenění. V roce 1998 svoji sbírku obohatil i o prestižní Pulitzerovu cenu. Řadu literárních ocenění získal i v zahraničí, zejména v Británii a ve Francii. V roce 2003 mu byl na Harvardově univerzitě udělen ceněný titul Doctor of Letters, doktorát za literaturu. Roth je znám svými silně autobiografickými postavami, svým filozofickým a formálním stíráním rozdílů mezi skutečností a smyšlenkou, důmyslně vynalézavým stylem svého vyprávění a svým provokativním odhalováním americké židovské identity. Wikipedia  

✵ 19. březen 1933 – 22. květen 2018   •   Další jména فیلیپ راث
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Philip Roth citáty a výroky

„Rád píšu o sexu, je to velké téma, i když většina událostí v mých knihách se nestala. Některé prvky reality jsou ale zapotřebí, aby odstartovaly představivost.“

Zdroj: [Zemřel americký spisovatel Philip Roth. Za knihu Americká idyla získal Pulitzerovu cenu, irozhlas.cz, 2018-05-23, 2018-06-01, https://www.irozhlas.cz/kultura/literatura/zemrel-philip-roth-pulitzerova-cena-americky-usa-spisovatel-literatura-americka_1805230615_gol]

Philip Roth: Citáty anglicky

“The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress.”

As quoted in "Works in Progress" in The New York Times Book Review (15 July 1979), page BR1

“Doctor doctor, what do you say, lets put the id back in yid”

Philip Roth kniha Portnoy's Complaint

Zdroj: Portnoy's Complaint

“It’s a family joke that when I was a tiny child I turned from the window out of which I was watching a snowstorm, and hopefully asked, "Momma, do we believe in winter?"”

Philip Roth kniha Portnoy's Complaint

Portnoy's Complaint (1969)
Varianta: It’s a family joke that when I was a tiny child I turned from the window out of which I was watching a snowstorm, and hopefully asked, "Momma, do we believe in winter?

“You rebel against the tribal and look for the individual, for your own voice as against the stereotypical voice of the tribe or the tribe's stereotype of itself. You have to establish yourself against your predecessor, and doing so can well involve what they like to call self-hatred. I happen to think that—all those protestations notwithstanding—your self hatred was real and a positive force in its very destructiveness. Since to build something new often requires that something else be destroyed, self-hatred is valuable for a young person. What should he or she have instead—self-approval, self-satisfaction, self-praise? It's not so bad to hate the norms that keep a society from moving on, especially when the norms are dictated by fear as much as by anything else and especially when that fear is of the enemy forces of the overwhelming majority. But you seem now to be so strongly motivated by a need for reconciliation with the tribe that you aren't even willing to acknowledge how disapproving of its platitudinous demands you were back then, however ineluctably Jewish you may also have felt. The prodigal son who once upset the tribal balance—and perhaps even invigorated the tribe's health—may well, in his old age, have a sentimental urge to go back home, but isn't this a bit premature in you, aren't you really too young to have it so fully developed?”

Philip Roth kniha The Facts: A Novelist's Autobiography

Nathan Zuckerman to Philip Roth
The Facts: A Novelist's Autobiography (1988)

“Each year she taught him the names of the flowers in her language and in his, and from one year to the next he could not even remember the English. For nearly thirty years Sabbath had been exiled in these mountains, and still he could name hardly anything. They didn't have this stuff where he came from. All these things growing were beside the point there. He was from the shore. There was sand and ocean, horizon and sky, daytime and nighttime - the light, the dark, the tide, the stars, the boats, the sun, the mists, the gulls. There were the jetties, the piers, the boardwalk, the booming, silent, limitless sea. Where he grew up they had the Atlantic. You could touch with your toes where America began. They lived in a stucco bungalow two short streets from the edge of America. The house. The porch. The screens. The icebox. The tub. The linoleum. The broom. The pantry. The ants. The sofa. The radio. The garage. The outside shower with the slatted wooden floor Morty had built and the drain that always clogged. In summer, the salty sea breeze and the dazling light; in September, the hurricanes; in January, the storms. They had January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, November, December. And then January. And then again January, no end to the stockpile of Januaries, of Mays, of Marches. August, December, April - name a month, and they had it in spades. They'd had endlessness. He had grown up on endlessness and his mother - in the beginning they were the same thing. His mother, his mother, his mother, his mother, his mother… and then there was his mother, his father, Grandma, Morty, and the Atlantic at the end of the street. The ocean, the beach, the first two streets in America, then the house, and in the house a mother who never stopped whistlîg until December 1944. If Morty had come alive, if the endlessness had ended naturally instead of with the telegram, if after the war Morty had started doing electrical work and plumbing for people, had become a builder at the shore, gone into the construction business just as the boom in Monmouth County was beginning…Didn't matter. Take your pick. Get betrayed by the fantasy of endlessness or by the fact of finitude. No, Sabbath could only have wound up Sabbath, begging for what he was begging, bound to what he was bound, saying what he did not wish to stop himself from saying.”

Philip Roth kniha Sabbath's Theater

Sabbath's Theater (1995)

“When you publish a book, it’s the world’s book. The world edits it.”

"A Visit with Philip Roth," interview with James Atlas, The New York Times Book Review (2 September 1979), p. BR1

“When the whole world doesn't believe in God, it will be a great place.”

Interview on CBS, 03 October 2010 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNv_a1CbX30, Philip Roth on Fame, Sex, and God http://www.cbsnews.com/news/philip-roth-on-fame-sex-and-god/ (3 October 2010)

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