by Richard Zenith, Fernando Pessoa
DNF. God, this was awful. I wanted to punch that hateful little shit of a narrator/main character/Pessoa on the nose within the first ten pages of the book. I get that the cynicism is an expression of the guy's struggle to find something to value in his life, but that doesn't make him a metapho...
Πρόκειται για σκόρπιες σκέψεις που γράφτηκαν από το 1912 ως το 1935, τη χρονιά θανάτου του Pessoa, με ημερολογιακή μορφή και συνειρμική δομή, που διακρίνεται τόσο για τη έλλειψη πλοκής και μύθου, όσο για την αποσπασματικότητά της. Ιδωμένο με αντικειμενική σκοπιά, το συγκεκριμένο "μυθιστόρημα" είναι ...
Still in progress: I've been reading this off and on for over a year. Filled with paradoxes, synesthesia, and threads of thought that are sometimes gossamer, I take back what I said earlier. This is one of the densest books I've ever read.
I felt sad when it ended, but glad I finished it. This is a lovely book for exposing one's interior, but I feel that almost anyone thoughtful enough could have written it. It is a book for all "like minds" to enjoy being friends with. And to my dismay there was really nothing new here under the sun...
I have spent a year and a half trying to get through this book. I actually felt relief when my Kindle got broken so I couldn't read more. I don't know what it is, but I just cannot get through Pessoa's work, even though I feel like I should like it very much, and be very impressed, and feel like a d...
It took me seven years to finish reading this book. It is not that it is not magnificent--it is. But it lacks story or any driving force to help propell the reader to the end. The writing is gorgeous, masterful, but reading it often felt like wading through thick mud. I am glad to be finished wi...
Rate = original in portuguese = 6 stars (in terms of the Goodreads' rating system, I gave it 5 stars)Rate = Zenith's translation (the one I've just read) = 3 starsI’ve read this book in Portuguese a long time ago, and I still remember vividly some of the passages, eg, “ Deus é existirmos e isto não ...