Krasznahorkai thanks Pynchon..."beloved friend"

[Mark Thibodeau]

Wow. Talk about Thanksgiving!

Cheers,
Yer old pal Jerky



On Thursday, December 11, 2025, j e l <ssnomes at gmail.com> wrote:

> László Krasznahorkai’s speech at the Nobel Prize banquet, 10 December 2025
>
> https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/literature/2025/krasznahorkai/speech/
>
> Your Majesties, Your Royal Highnesses, Excellences, Dear Laureates, Ladies
> and Gentlemen, I wish to thank the Swedish Academy, and the Nobel
> Foundation!
>
> Thank you!
>
> I thank all of my publishers and translators, I thank the building of the
> Swedish Academy and the dear light falling into that room as the final
> decision was being made in the awarding of this year’s Nobel Prize in
> Literature,
>
> And I give my thanks to Uncle Kerekes, sexton of the Gyula Romanian
> Orthodox church and cobbler, who is no longer among the ranks of the
> living, as the precise time of his death had come,
>
> I give my thanks to my friend Jóska Pálnik, who told me, on the second
> stair of the Water Slide Pool in 1960, how babies are made, and under the
> grievous weight of this revelation I wanted to die,
>
> I give my thanks to Franz Kafka, whose novel Der Schoss I read when I was
> twelve years old so that I would be accepted in the circle of my brother,
> six years older than me; and so my fate was sealed,
>
> I give my thanks to the first thirty-one girls with whom I fell fatally in
> love, but especially to Márti Klinkovics,
>
> To Ernő Szabó and Imre Simonyi, unknown poets of Gyula, whom I have always
> admired, and who bore my admiration in a manner worthy of a man,
>
> To Péter Hajnóczy, the most staggering among Hungarian short story writers,
> who succumbed in his struggle with his phantasms, and thus is no longer
> among the ranks of the living,
>
> I give my thanks to the artists of Classical Greece,
>
> To the Italian Renaissance,
>
> To Attila József, the Hungarian poet who showed the magical power of words,
>
> To Fyodor Mihailovitch Dostoyevskij,
>
> To my older brother, who often carried me home from kindergarten, because
> of which I became infinitely grateful to him, as he showed me that there
> could be another way of looking at the world, not just that which is given,
>
> To William Faulkner,
>
> To the city of Kyoto,
>
> To Thomas Pynchon, beloved friend, to whom I owe deep gratitude,
>
> To Johann Sebastian Bach, for the Divine,
>
> To Patti Smith, for she is the eternal warning: never submit to anyone,
>
> To the voices of Agnes Baltsa, Natalie Dessay, Jennifer Larmore, Monserrat
> Caballe, Teresa Berganza and Emma Kirkby,
>
> To Béla Tarr, who created colours by making them disappear, because in his
> great films he tried to speak as the sinner who nevertheless, with all his
> sins, must still be loved,
>
> To Allen Ginsberg, the friend who is no longer among the ranks of the
> living, because the time of his death had come,
>
> To the literati of Imperial China,
>
> To Max Seebald, the marvellous writer and friend who is no longer among the
> ranks of the living, as he gazed for too long at one single blade of grass
> in the meadow,
>
> To the last wolf in Extremadura,
>
> To nature, that was created,
>
> To Prince Siddhartha,
>
> To the Hungarian language,
>
> To God.
>
> Translated by Ottilie Mulzet
>
> To cite this section
> MLA style: László Krasznahorkai – Banquet speech. NobelPrize.org. Nobel
> Prize Outreach 2025. Fri. 12 Dec 2025. <
> https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/literature/2025/krasznahorkai/speech/>
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