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The World of Yesterday by Stefan Zweig6/22/2023 ![]() ![]() Even the true home of my heart’s desire, Europe, is lost to me after twice tearing itself suicidally to pieces in fratricidal wars. So I belong nowhere now, I am a stranger or at the most a guest everywhere. ![]() My literary work, in the language in which I wrote it, has been burnt to ashes in the country where my books made millions of readers their friends. I grew up in Vienna, an international metropolis for two thousand years, and had to steal away from it like a thief in the night before it was demoted to the status of a provincial German town. ![]() I was born in 1881 in the great and mighty empire of the Habsburg Monarchy, but you would look for it in vain on the map today it has vanished without trace. “For I have indeed been torn from all my roots, even from the earth that nourished them, more entirely than most in our times. ![]()
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