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Title	:	Cancer Ward
Author	:	Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	First Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 576 pages
Published	:	May 1st 2003 by Vintage Classics (first published 1968)
Categories	:	Fiction. Classics. Cultural. Russia. Literature. Russian Literature

Cancer Ward

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

Paperback | Pages: 576 pages

Rating: 4.21 | 13067 Users | 659 Reviews

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One of the great allegorical masterpieces of world literature, Cancer Ward is both a deeply compassionate study of people facing terminal illness and a brilliant dissection of the “cancerous” Soviet police state.

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Original Title:	Раковый корпус
ISBN:	0099575515 (ISBN13: 9780099575511)
Edition Language:	English
Characters:	Oleg Filimonovich Kostoglotov
Setting:	U.S.S.R.

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Cancer ward by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn was published in 1968. This was his 5th book and one of his best. I find Solzhenitsyn to be incredibly refreshing and truthful. As an author/person Solzhenitsyn is one of my favorites, he is a true inspiration. Cancer ward was fantastic, it was thoughtful, funny, sad, and addictive to read. Plenty of times I found myself laughing out loud. The story telling is captivating, the descriptive writing is on point. Overall this was a very enjoyable read and

A man of no talent craves long life, yet Epicurus had once observed that a fool, if offered eternity, would not know what to do with it.Cancer Ward (CW) consciously strives for the epic, readily aware of the distance between itself and the baggy monsters of Tolstoy and Dostoevsky and yet sways in the limitations of the material especially in moral terms. Unlike Europe after the Shoah, the Soviet experiment had different questions to ask itself after Stalin's death. Caught almost in the sway of

This work of Russian literature -which is quite epic in scope-deals with many themes.It is set in a clinic in Soviet ruled Uzbekistan for cancer patients ,in the mid 1950's ,shortly after the death of Joseph Stalin.It deals with the personal stories and lives of many different charactersThere are parallels between the cancer that ravages the bodies of the dying patients and the cancer of Communism that ravaged the once proud Russia.The hero of the novel is Oleg Kostolgotov who has gone from

Pain in its purest form! At the time when I first read this, I didn't know much of the Soviet Union, or of writers' fate within that state, or of cancer and its silent, treacherous spread in secret weak spots of the body. I was a young teenager, and had been told that this might be a bit too difficult for me to take from my parents' bookshelf - which constituted a natural invitation to do exactly that of course. The ensuing problem - nightmares I could not talk about, as I had read the book in

Pain in its purest form! At the time when I first read this, I didn't know much of the Soviet Union, or of writers' fate within that state, or of cancer and its silent, treacherous spread in secret weak spots of the body. I was a young teenager, and had been told that this might be a bit too difficult for me to take from my parents' bookshelf - which constituted a natural invitation to do exactly that of course. The ensuing problem - nightmares I could not talk about, as I had read the book in

I enjoyed the allegorical nature of this book.However, the characterization was what struck me most.Particularly hat of Dontsova with whom I deeply identified, who fights a disease in others regardless of cost; but is humbled by that self- same illness.The following two quotes were, for me particularly evocative:"We are so attached to the earth and yet we are incapable of holding on to it""Sometimes I feel quite distinctly that what is inside of me is not all of me. There's something else,

"Well, what have we here? Another nice little cancer!""The hard lump of his tumorunexpected, meaningless and quite without usehad dragged him in like a fish on a hook and flung him onto this iron beda narrow, mean bed, with creaking springs and an apology for a mattress."Solzhenitsyn writes beautifully about human physical, moral, social, and political conditions; over-layering each consideration one upon the other. His books do not depress me, I find them powerful and hopeful documents to the