On reading Bernhard for the first time, there will definitely be more to follow, I thought, as I sat in my chair. I was stunned, I was hooked, and even though it feel like going round and round in a loop at times, overall I was well impressed. After confronting a circular tide of mass of sentences, with a repetition of building into a dizzying wall of words seemingly intended to obscure meaning and prevent progress, I slowly but surely, accepted Bernhard's narrative, and just went with it. The narrator sees in his eyes, some blame falling on the shoulders of the Auersbergers for Joana's death (someone he was very close to), but in fact, the truth be told, he, is just as guilty as all the others of using those around, below and above him to make his way to the top of society, financially, sexually, any which way really.

Woodcutter's Bar and Grill is one of the higher end restaurants at Alton Towers and is located in Fountain Square next to Everybody, everywhere seems to be busy. Most people are just too busy doing and trying to achieve that they do not take the necessary time to renew themselves, to learn and grow—to sharpen the “axe”. How exactly do you sharpen the axe? Auch wenn Sie den Drang oder die Manie haben, jetzt hundertprozentig die Wahrheit zu schreiben, gelingt es Ihnen nicht, weil Sie müßten die Wirklichkeit auf‘s Papier klatschen können, das geht nicht. In dem Moment aber, wie Sie mit stilistischen Mitteln und Sprache drangehen, ist es etwas anderes und auf jeden Fall eine Verfälschung, aber vielleicht eine Annäherung.“And as I went on running I thought: I'll write something at once, no matter what -- I'll write about this artistic dinner in the Gentzgasse at once, now. Now, I thought -- at once, I told myself over and over again as I ran through the Inner City -- at once, I told myself, now -- at once, at once, before it's too late." Once you upgrade the Grove to Tier 2 you will gain access to the Fairy Ring making transport to various locations even easier and a Tree Patch that you can use to grow even more trees. What do I need to do to get started? And as the observer in his wing chair thinks with great disgust of all the despicable things that he associates with the various dinner guests, and how he hates, detests and despises this, that and the other (the narrator uses a large number of derogatory words!), it gradually occurs to him that his own behaviour may have been despicable too.

So the next day morning, both of them took up their positions in the forest and started chopping away in their fastest possible speed. This lasted for an hour before Peter suddenly stopped. When John realized that there was no chopping sound from his opponent’s side, he thought: “Ah Ha! He must be tired already!” And he continued to cut down his trees with double the pace. Da bi se napravilo jedno umjetničko veče bila je potrebna smrt nekoga od bliskih poznanika iz družine umjetnika. Na toj večeri Tomas Bernhard će voditi unutrašnji monolog o tome kakav je umjetnički život grada Beča. Kakav je nekada bio, a kakav je sada. I thought, sitting in the wing chair, he’s the archetypal mindless ham, who’s always been popular at the Burgtheater and in Austria generally, utterly devoid of imagination and hence of wit, one of those unspeakable emotionalists who tread the boards of the Burgtheater every evening in droves, wringing their hands in their unnatural provincial fashion, falling upon whatever work is being performed, and clubbing it to death with the sheer brute force of their histrionics.Detrás de tanta crítica hay una confesión. El propio narrador ya lo había advertido: no se siente culpable al acusar despiadadamente a los demás de todo tipo de atrocidades porque a sí mismo se juzga incluso con más rigor. Pero al margen del sarcasmo del narrador y su catarsis final, no hay que perder de vista que mucho de lo que dice es tristemente cierto, y no solo para Viena y para los años ochenta. El hecho de que la novela fuera prohibida en Austria por difamatoria durante años prueba que más de un callo debió pisar. La pretenciosidad de un mundo artístico endogámico, la mercadotecnia que oculta la vulgaridad de los consagrados y asfixia la originalidad de los que toman riesgos, las ayudas oficiales a cambio de apoyo político son males que aquejan al mundo artístico en todos los países y en todas las épocas. Dr. Stephen R Covey defined “Sharpen Your Saw (or Axe)” to be: increasing your personal productivity, by having a balanced strategy to renew yourself in the four aspects of life: Physical, Social, Mental, and Spiritual.

In a big, old chair at a late night dinner party, the main character sits and rages silently over his hosts, their art snobbery and the general state of the culture scene in Vienna. Half hidden behind a door, he observes the other guests and reminisce on events from the past. He regrets accepting the invitation to this "late night artistic dinner" with old acquaintances he obviously loathes. My Norwegian translation has a subtitle that can be translated as "An agitation", which is very fitting. The language is rhythmic, almost hypnotic, very repetitive and intense. The whole book is about the main character's agitation, rage, melancholy and despair.

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These numbers are based on 1500 cuts per hour. With trees being felled players will realistically hit lower values, but it's best to have a consistent baseline to compare. It's worth mentioning these new Wood Spirits have not been added to any boss drop tables. Fairy Ring & Tree Patch

Meanwhile, after a couple of hours, the celebrated actor appears and promptly monopolises the conversation which is entirely about himself. While the unnamed writer sits in his wing chair thinking how utterly detestable the celebrity is, he becomes aware that the actor is perhaps putting on a show for the diners, and that just maybe he isn’t all that bad. And as the narrator continues observing and pondering, he realises that he himself has been ‘guilty’ of the same ‘offences’ that he observes. In fact these people are a mirror image of his own behaviour. Thomas Bernhard, the great pessimist-rhapsodist of German literature . . . never compromises, never makes peace with life. . . . Only in the pure, fierce isolation of his art can he get justice."—Michael Feingold, Village Voice Ideally, we would publish every review we receive, whether positive or negative. However, we won’t display any review that includes or refers to (among other things): At any rate, our proximity to our own homes, wherever they may be at the moment, affords us an ideal vantage from which to examine their faults. Austria or America. Uruguay or Uzbekistan. Sri Lanka or Sudan. There's nothing so revolting as the place where we shit. There's nothing so instructive as the cultural claustrophobia of spending too many days among like-kinds. (There's, of course, a comfort too. Even in Bernhard's bleak appraisal.) Stichwort innerer Gehalt: Bernhard hat sich ausschließlich für das Innere interessiert. Das Äußere, Handlung, Ereignisse, usw., "... die halten ja nur auf, sind ja auch uninteressant. Innere Vorgänge, die niemand sieht, sind das einzige Interessante an Literatur überhaupt. Alles Äußere kennt man ja. Das was niemand sieht, das hat einen Sinn aufzuschreiben." so Bernhard im Interview mit Krista Fleischmann.Similar to Stone Spirits, Wood Spirits are an item that while chopping relevant trees (e.g Willow Spirit → Willow Tree) will be consumed to grant an additional log to increase your logging potential massively! In addition to the indoor seating, there are several tables outside - if one of these are free it is worth asking if you can take a seat outside and skip the wait. Looking at how we could add the Imcando hatchet - and better hatchets in future - gave us the opportunity to review the previous balance of the tiers and smooth them out. Previously it was more inconsistent going from Adamant → Rune, which was a massive difference, than Dragon → Crystal which is a noticeably smaller jump. Yesterday a coworker was criticizing someone we work with for being the man he knew who wanted to be high society more than any other man he ever knew. I caught myself from replying "But what about Auersberger?" in excited, "Yeah, I know!" tones. (This man's only crime is wearing dorky sweater vests and playing tennis. He's hardly Auesberger!) I do that a lot. Book people are real people to me and I take it way too seriously. That's why I don't think I could ever start referring to anything as artistic anything. I would hate myself if I ever did. It wouldn't feel really me. Real me doesn't make art. It stumbles in repeat sentences. Ich bin, obwohl ich auf keinen Fall in die Gentzgasse hatte gehen wollen, in die Gentzgasse gegangen, sagte ich mir auf dem Ohrensessel […]"