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sábado, febrero 03, 2007

Joyceana (I) o el Platonismo en el siglo XX

The noise of children at play annoyed him and their silly voices made him feel, even more keenly than he had felt at Clongowes, that he was different from others. He did not want to play. He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld. He did not know where to seek it or how, but a premonition which led him or told him that this image would, without any overt act of his, encounter him. They would meet quietly as if they had known each other and had made their tryst, perhaps at one of the gates or in some more secret place. They would be alone, surrounded by darkness and silence: and in that moment of supreme tenderness he would be transfigured. He would fade into something impalpable under her eyes and then in a moment he would be transfigured. Weakness and timidity and inexperience would fall from him in that magic moment.

James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man



At 12:50 p. m., Anonymous mikele said...

Me ha dao pereza leerlo...realmente, asín asín te lo digo. ¿Pondrás alguna vez algo en una lengua románica, que no sea el rumano? No es difí, hazme ese favor!

Nos vemos esta noche!


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