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epitome of incomprehensibility
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From A_Woman_in_Berlin, one of the book's spots of humour:
The next thing I remember is Monday morning, the grey light of dawn, a conversation with Anatol that led to a minor misunderstanding. I said to him, "You are a bear." (I know the word well - medvede' - which was also the name of a well-known Russian restaurant on Tauentzienstrasse.)
Anatol, however, thought I was getting my words mixed up, so he corrected me, very patiently, the way you'd speak to a child: "No, that's wrong. A m'edv'ed is an animal. A brown animal, in the forest. It's big and roars. I am a chelovek - a person."
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