James Joyce

Becco escreveu:Deve ser melhor que a tradução da Bernardina. Ô tradução chata e ruim.

Gourmet escreveu:Mat, o que você recomenda sobre Joyce?

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Gourmet escreveu:Mat, o que você recomenda sobre Joyce?

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Richard Ellman escreveu:For A Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man is in fact the gestation, and in the metaphor Joyce found his new principle of order. The book begins with Stephen´s father and, just before the ending, it depicts the hero´s severance from his mother. From the star the soul is surrounded by liquids, urine, slime, seawater, amniotic tides, “drops of water” (as Joyce says at the end of the first chapter). “falling softly in the brimming bowl”. The atmosphere of biological struggle is necessarily dark and melancholy until the light of life glimpsed. In the first chapter the foetal soul is for a few pages only slightly individualized, the organism responds only to the most primitive sensory impressions, then the heart forms as musters its affections, the being struggles toward some unspecified, uncomprehended culmination, it is flooded in ways it cannot understand or control, it gropes wordlessly toward sexual differentiation. In the third chapter shame floods Stephen´s whole body as conscience develops; the lower bestial nature is put by. Then at the end of the fourth chapter the soul discovers the goal towards wich it has been mysteriously proceeding – the goal of life. It must swim no more but emerge into air, the new metaphor being flight. The final chapter show the soul, already fully developed, fattening itself for its journey until at last it is ready to leave. In the last few pages of the book, Stephen´s Diary, the soul is released from its confinement, its individuality is complete, and the style shifts with savage abruptness.

Kinda makes for a perfect counterpart to the famous photograph of Marilyn reading Ulysses...

Deco escreveu:— D.H. Lawrence sobre James Joyce
''Nada além de cigarros velhos e citações furtadas da Bíblia; e o resto, cozido no caldo da deliberada sujeira jornalística. Falta de originalidade, mascarada como se fosse tudo novo!''

Old but gold

Deco escreveu:— D.H. Lawrence sobre James Joyce
''Nada além de cigarros velhos e citações furtadas da Bíblia; e o resto, cozido no caldo da deliberada sujeira jornalística. Falta de originalidade, mascarada como se fosse tudo novo!''

Old but gold