The Nose’s image in my head: I’m not sure if the nose had a face, arms, and legs; but it’s the only way I can imagine a nose walking around and acting on its own. If the nose was really … Continue reading
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Reading Gogol’s The Nose, I was thoroughly confused. One of my first thoughts were “What is up with these Eastern European guys writing about someone turning into a giant insect…and now about a runaway nose?” (after having read Kafka’s Metamorphosis as … Continue reading
The Russian names (patronymics included), the common Russian expressions, the Russian humor that only other Russians find funny, and the Russian emphasis of social status featured in Nikolai Gogol’s “The Nose” made me feel like I was in high school … Continue reading
Words cannot be used to describe how I felt while reading The Nose by Nikolai Gogol. As soon as I read “He poked two fingers in and pulled out – a nose!” I had to stop reading and put my … Continue reading
Gogol’s “The Nose” is about a nose in only the most literal sense. While I was reading, I didn’t immediately get the overarching symbolism that the nose represented throughout the novella. The nose isn’t a nose, or at least it … Continue reading
Just like Metamorphosis, I knew that “The Nose” would not be a typical read. Unfortunately, the first image that came to my mind was a little cartoon of a nose running away. At first I was angry that my thoughts … Continue reading
I’ve noticed that with both The Nose and The Metamorphosis, reading closely into each sentence individually reveals… well, not much. I’m a person who is used to a sort of literature in which meanings are discovered between the lines, through clever language, poetic … Continue reading
“The Nose” by Nikolai Gogol was a very strange piece to say the least. While reading this short story, I immediately thought of Voldemort from the Harry Potter series, when Major Kovaloff realized he lost his nose. Over the course … Continue reading
Before reading The Nose by Gogol, I had no idea what to expect. In my mind, I imagined a sophisticated story unraveling because I knew we were going to see it in the Opera. As I started The Nose and … Continue reading
As I sat down to read The Nose, I thought to myself: ok, well it can’t be as weird as Metamorphosis. And boy, was I wrong. It got weird, fast. One man finds a nose in his breakfast; another wakes up to … Continue reading