Less is more
"Belki de, seni az tanıyorum , demek, seni kendimden çok biliyorum, demektir. Bilmesem de, öğrenmek için her şeyi yaparım, demektir. Belki de az , her şey demektir. Ve belki de benim sana söyleyebileceğim tek şeydir.."
471 syf.
7/10 puan verdi
Serinin diğer kitaplarından daha kalın olsa da klasik bir gece evi kitabı gibi başlarda durağan ilerleyip sonuna doğru aksiyon yükseliyor ve bir sonraki kitabın daha iyi olacağını düşündürüyor. Durağan bir kitap olmasına rağmen bu kitapta da çok önemli olaylar yaşanıyor. Ejderha Lankfort'un Karanlık ile olan mücadelesinde sona geliyoruz. Sonuç
Kader
KaderP. C. Cast · Pegasus Yayınları · 20111,646 okunma
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I would observe that in general the peoples of the North are more industrious than those of the South, because they can less afford not to be; it is as if nature had chosen yo equalize things by giving men's minds the fertility it denied to the soil.
There is a pleasure in the pathless way There is a rapture on the lonely shore There is society, where none intrudes By the deep sea,and music in its roar I love not man the less,but nature more... Lord byron
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4/10 puan verdi
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5 günde okudu
2/5 Stars (%36/100) I am not a very artsy guy even though I do enjoy paintings, especially comparing them to literary works. That is exactly what we did in one of my courses. I was more or less familiar with Breton because of his Surrealist Manifesto. (Never read it completely before though) In general, I liked Nadja but since Surrealism itself is very complicated, the book was also difficult to read. If you are not really interested in art, especially Surrealism, you will probably not like this book. I liked the language and the main identity crisis that Nadja faces. It was also a bit autobiographical in my opinion. Good book, give it a chance.
Nadja
NadjaAndre Breton · Penguin Books · 1999379 okunma
When I should be asleep to mine own voice In telling thee how much thy love's my dream, I find me listening to myself, the noise Of my words othered in my hearing them. Yet wonder not: this is the poet's soul. I could not tell thee well of how I love, Loved I not less by knowing it, were all My self my love and no thought love to prove. What consciousness makes more by consciousness, It makes less, for it makes it less itself, My sense of love could not my love rich-dress Did it not for it spend love's own love-pelf. Poet's love's this (as in these words I prove thee): " I love my love for thee more than I love thee."
Fernando Pessoa
Fernando Pessoa
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