«Sologub's prose is beautiful: limpid, clear, balanced, poetical, but with a keen sense of measure. . . .»

Dmitri Svatopolk-Mirsky, author of <i>A History of Russian Literature: From Its Beginnings to 1900</

«[A] richly painted world . . . The stories collected in To the Stars contain echoes of Baudelaire, Huysmans and Wilde. . . [Fusso's] English versions capture not just the morbid corporeality of Sologub’s prose, but also its radiant poetry and extravagant wordplay.»

Philip Ross Bullock, Times Literary Supplement

«Alternately funny and frightening, charming and chilling, Sologub's short fiction remains curiously undervalued. Fusso's excellently selected and masterfully translated collection, accompanied by an exemplary introduction and copious notes, finally allows readers of English to appreciate the full power of Sologub's relentlessly double vision and the depth of his literary craft.»

Stanley J. Rabinowitz, Amherst College

«[Sologub’s] vivid, honed, stinging style . . . combines simplicity and elegance, coldness and fire, tenderness and austerity. . . . His anguishing conceptions more and more convincingly lift the cover of enchantment that all of reality turns out to be. He is the singer of death: but he sings of death with all the tenderness of a prayer, all the ardor of passion; he speaks of death the way a passionate lover speaks of his beloved.»

Andrei Bely, author of <i>Petersburg</i>