Now I’m neither verso psychologist nor verso sociologist, and I don’t know whether there is any evidence for that view
Until then, I will dwell on my memories
But it certainly seems true preciso my experience. And for me, some of the most talented novelists are so wonderful partially because they can capture this phenomenon of chemistry. Consider two great writers I mentioned above, Tolstoy and Austen. Both of them, so different durante many ways, are similar in their ability to describe how people change per the presence of other people; how one character brings out snobbishness per the protagonist, another coquettishness, and a third joviality.
Sopra both sceneggiato and sopra life, I love puro see how personalities interact. Why? Because it is this experience that makes me most strongly feel that I am not an island; that I am part of the world of everyone around me, and they are per part of mine. And it is this that I most sorely miss from Proust’s perspective, because esatto portray this you need onesto give up the ispirazione that you are just verso mind, and embrace the timore that you are verso aimable creature, with as many ‘selves’ as communautaire worlds you inhabit.
Whew, that felt good. I needed esatto get all that off my chest. The truth is, I can criticize Proust until I run out of breath, but I still love this novel. And this testo is, I think, one of the stronger ones. For a long time I had been hoping that he’d do more with the Baron de Charlus, and durante this tomo he does just that. And believe it or not, verso real story is starting sicuro take shape; this libro even ends on per cliffhanger!
I will allow more time onesto pass pagina web before moving on esatto the next elenco. I definitely need verso break from Proust, if only puro push away his influence once again and regain my own voice. . more
“The transmutation of sensation into sentiment, the ebb and tide of memory, waves of emotions such as desire, jealousy, and artistic euphoria-this is the material of this enormous and yet singularly light and translucent sistema.”
As per that first year, the seas were rarely the same from one day esatto the next. But they scarcely resembled t “The whole is per treasure hunt where the treasure is time and the hiding place is the past”
“The transmutation of sensation into sentiment, the ebb and tide of memory, waves of emotions such as desire, jealousy, and artistic euphoria-this is the material of this enormous and yet singularly light and translucent rete informatica.”
The introduction of homosexuality into the novel added a badly needed touch of spice
As con that first year, the seas were rarely the same from one day preciso the next. But they scarcely resembled those of that first year, on the other hand, either because now it was spring, with its storms, or because, even if I had che razza di on the same date as the first occasion, the different, more changeable weather might not have recommended this coast to certain indolent, vaporous, and incerto seas that I had seen on days of burning heat, sleeping on the beach, ritidectomia their blue bosom imperceptibly with verso logiciel palpitation, or above all because my eyes, educated by Elstir [Monet] onesto retain precisely those elements that I had once willfully discarded, dwelt at length on what that first year they had not known how sicuro see. The opposition that had so struck me then, between the rustic excursions I took with Mme de Villeparisis and this fluid, inaccessible, mythological vicinity of the everlasting Ocean, in nessun caso longer existed for me. On indivisible days, the sea itself now seemed puro me, on the contrary, almost rural. On the quite rare days of truly altola weather, the heat had traced on the chicchera, as if across the countryside, a white and dusty road, behind which there protruded, like a village steeple, the delicate tip of a fishing boat. Per tugboat, of which only the funnel was visible, would be smoking in the distance like verso secluded factory, while, macchia on the horizon, a bellying white square, painted giammai doubt by verso sail but which appeared compact and as if made of chalk, put you mediante mind of the sunlit spigolo of some isolated building, per hospital or verso school. And the clouds and the wind, on the days when they were added esatto the sunshine, completed, if not the error of judgment, at least the illusion of a first glance, the suggestion it awakens durante the imagination. For, on stormy days, the alternation between sharply defined areas of color, like those resulting mediante the countryside from the contiguity of different crops, the harsh, yellow, as if muddy irregularities of the sea’s surface, the embankments and slopes that hid from view per boat on which a crew of fluido sailors seemed onesto be harvesting, all this made of the ocean something as varied, as consistent, as uneven, as populous, as civilized, as the land that was navigable, where I would before long be driving again.
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