Publish date: 1985
Publisher: Faber & Faber
Pages no: 239
Edition language: English
Matthew,' she said, 'have you ever loved someone and it became yourself?'For a moment he did not answer. Taking up the decanter he held it to the light.'Robin can go anywhere, do anything,' Nora continued, 'because she forgets, and I nowhere because I remember.' She came toward him. 'Matthew,' sh...
First star for the disappointment. Second - for the use of the language, the cadence of sentences, and the use of punctuation, semicolon in particular. I think I'll start showing fragments of Nighwood to my students, who mostly only believe in commas, to show them how punctuation adds clarity and te...
Le rire est l'argent du pauvre.
This is an odd novel, because it begins seeming as though it might be a romance/melodrama and by the time you're well into things (or sooner) you begin to realize there's some "questioning the idea of what a romance/novel is" as well as the usual symbolism that gets tossed into Serious Novels of thi...
I read a chapter. I don't care who calls this a classic; it's lumpy, pretentious twaddle. The endorsement by T.S. Eliot—himself a classic of lumpy, pretentious twaddle—should've told me as much.