Hunger
A Scandinavian Literature, European Literature, Classics book. I imagined I had discovered a new word. I rise up in bed and say, "It...
Written after Hamsun's return from an ill-fated tour of America, Hunger is loosely based on the author's own impoverished life before his breakthru in 1890 & set in fin-de-siècle Kristiania (now Oslo). The novel recounts the adventures of a starving young man, whose sense of reality is giving way to a delusionary existence on the darker side of a modern metropolis. While he vainly tries to maintain an outer shell of respectability, his psychophysical decay is detailed....
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: " !" : " !". Knut Hamsun, Hunger // God had poked His finger down into my nerves and gently, almost without thinking, brought a little confusion among those threads. And God had pulled His finger back, and behold--there were filaments and fine rootlike threads on His finger from the threads of my nerves. And thereremained an open hole behind His finger which was the finger of God, and a wound in my brain behind the path of His finger. But after God had touched me with the finger of His hand, He let me be and touched me no more and let nothing evil come upon me. He let me depart in peace... ...I will exile my thoughts if they think of you again, and I will rip my lips out if they say your name once more. Now if you do exist, I will tell you my final word in life or in death, I tell you goodbye. Knut Hamsun, Hunger //
Em tantos anos de leituras, esta foi a primeira vez que li Knut Hamsun. Devia ser multada!Foi um livro que me desarmou e um autor que muito me recordou alguns colegas russos: Dostoivski pela exposio nua e cortante do pior da condio humana, e Tolstoi - passei o tempo a lembrar-me d'"A Morte de Ivan Ilych" e a sentir a aflio comum s duas... Last night the fog finally left me as effortlessly as it had arrived seven months ago. My mourning period was now officially over, although the good memories would be firmly entrenched forever in my mind, as well as the sad ones. I shed my widows weeds. Also the tears surprisingly enough poured for the first time in ages. I certainly... Hunger - Knut Hamsun / . . . . Hunger - Knut Hamsun / . . . . () . . . . . () . / . .. . . . .
