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Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. No current Talk conversations about this book. Nessuno puo’ sapere cosa sogneremo domani. (73) Le medesime passioni hanno nell'uomo e nella donna un ritmo diverso: perciò uomo e donna continuano a fraintendersi. FRIEDRICH WILHELM NIETZSCHE Erano i capei d’oro a l’aura sparsi che ’n mille dolci nodi gli avolgea, e ’l vago lume oltra misura ardea di quei begli occhi, ch’or ne son sì scarsi; e ’l viso di pietosi color’ farsi, non so se vero o falso, mi parea: i’ che l’esca amorosa al petto avea, qual meraviglia se di sùbito arsi? Non era l’andar suo cosa mortale, ma d’angelica forma; e le parole sonavan altro che, pur voce umana; uno spirto celeste, un vivo sole fu quel ch’i' vidi: e se non fosse or tale, piagha per allentar d’arco non sana. Petrarca Lui per un certo periodo si dedico’ con particolare passione alla calligrafia. Tracciando ideogrammi sulla carta candida col pennello imbevuto di inchiostro nerissimo, gli pareva di veder sciogliersi a poco a poco il groviglio che aveva nel cuore. (17) Se nel nostro operato non intervenisse un organo che ci spinge ad altezze vertiginose o ci fa precipitare storditi in fondo al baratro, un organo che a volte ci mostra splendide visioni, a volte ci induce a cercare la morte, la nostra vita sarebbe una cosa ben squallida. Si ridurrebbe a una serie di abitudini. (110) Perche’ le donne offrivano un tempo speciale che annullava la realta’, pur restandovi immerse. (141) Ma tra noi due, fin dall’inizio, era come… come dei bottoni sfasati rispetto alle asole… “Dei bottoni sfasati rispetto alle asole”, penso’ Kino. (165) To do list: comperare ago e filo. Alternative: cucire tutte le asole ed usare i bottoni lanciandoli sopra l’acqua di uno stagno (che rimbalzano!). Infine: ‘Posto che la verita’ sia una donna’... (sempre lui). Gli bastava pensare a lei, rivedere mentalmente la sua figura, per sentire un calore in petto. E comincio’ a rallegrarsi di non essere un pesce o un girasole. … Rimase per molto tempo seduto a occhi chiusi. Assaporava tranquillamente quel calore, come una persona accanto a un falo’. (204-5) Un giorno all’improvviso diventi uno dei tanti uomini che non hanno una donna. … Mentre controlli la pressione delle gomme, versare lacrime sulla strada arida. (215-6) There are two things I will state up front when it comes to this book: 1. I am a HUGE Murakami fan. The day I read 1Q84, I was blown away and went through his entire back catalogue of books in one summer and one after the other. 2. I never read Hemingway's book with the same title. If there is a parallel between them, I wouldn't know. With that stated, I did enjoy this book, but did find myself forgetting what certain stories were about. This is a collection of seven short stories (more on that later) that I would describe as being about the loneliness found even within relationships. This book is also not only about men, as one is focused on a woman who has a sexual, but unromantic relationship with a man, but finds breaking into empty strangers' houses and switching one item is her true turn on. These types of relationships are what unify the book together. Another example is the opening story- a stage actor is driven to his shows by a "plain looking" woman whom he is not attracted to. The more their relationship grows, the more he tells his story. He reveals he knew his wife was cheating on him and with whom, so he attempted to become best friends with his wife's loves to seek his revenge. As he went through with the plan, he realizes he doesn't actually love his wife, so why was he seeking revenge? These are the flow for his story collection. These are not short either. The shortest was about 30 pages long, so be prepared to read a bit. I decided to read one a day for a week just to allow each story to flow through my day. As stated there were at least two that I could not remember what they were about, until I went back to review them. So, like all short story collections, there are some that hit and some that miss. I will also write that I wouldn't recommend this to be the book to introduce yourself to a typical Murakami. These are less fantasy mixed with reality and more grounded in reality with zero fantasy elements. Several of these stories also appeared in other publications. I gave this one 4 stars. no reviews | add a review
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"A dazzling new collection of short stories--the first major new work of fiction from the beloved, internationally acclaimed, Haruki Murakami since his #1 best-selling Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage. Across seven tales, Haruki Murakami brings his powers of observation to bear on the lives of men who, in their own ways, find themselves alone. Here are vanishing cats and smoky bars, lonely hearts and mysterious women, baseball and the Beatles, woven together to tell stories that speak to us all. Marked by the same wry humor that has defined his entire body of work, in this collection Murakami has crafted another contemporary classic"-- No library descriptions found. |
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