If you don't come to hate him for his first book, you will notice that his stories do not seem to be works of art, they sometimes are even contrary to those aesthetic values, which we are used to draw on the "wise" Literature.

In "Ciao!" he is too far from "pure" philosophy, and in the foreword of "The Picture" he shares his philosophical views about life values with his readers.

In "Thorns, dorns…" he admits - "I write in a style resembling a sour compote made up of satiric allegory, extreme symbolism and egocentric existentialism!"

Whether all said here is true - you should find out for yourself!

If you can!

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