Libro del desasosiego has ratings and reviews. Ahmad said: Livro do Desassossego = The Book of Disquiet, Fernando PessoaThe Book of Disquie . Atribuida por su autor a Bernardo Soares, «personalidad literaria» de quien dijo Pessoa «soy yo menos el raciocinio y la afectividad», esta maravilla es el. Find great deals for Libro Del Desasosiego by Fernando Pessoa (Hardcover). Shop with confidence on eBay!.
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I thought, perhaps, it might be related to a proto-surrealism, cesasosiego would have been worth the price of admission, but there’s an equal possibility it was a school of literature related, mostly, to poetry alone.
Libro del desasosiego
I kind of pride myself on my reading stamina. Libro del desasosiego by Fernando Pessoa.
I keep whole a heart, Given over to Unreal destinies. The narrator is a thinker, not a man of action.
Though I developed empathy for the author, whoever he was– there was, to me, a portrait of mental illness and severe depression within the book– I found the pessia of bleakness somewhat relentless and was relieved to finally complete the book. He is scared and reluctant to say hello or even shake hands with others. Flashes of contemplative brilliance amid a heap of questionably intellectual masturbation. I, who dare write only passages, fragments, excerpts of the non-existent. Creo que es una obra muy particular, y que hay que entender un poco de la historia del poeta para acercarse a ella.
The man sitting in that cafe is a wonderful guy with deeply philosophical thoughts. I just couldn’t do it. He dreams about dreaming. This word probably appears several hundred times in the course of the book.
View all 3 comments. Pessoa invented mul The Book of Disquiet should be read slowly and thoughtfully, savored and sipped like fine wine. I’m glad to see that it has been over a year now, with a deesasosiego of reads some goodsome greatsome ” meh ,” in between. The more desasossiego self can vanish as meaningless, the better. I feel bad about shooting down this “masterpiece of the twentieth century literate,” but I found most of Pessoa’s musings pointless and uninteresting, even when his prose is at times very beautiful.
Though I don’t often enjoy doing this, it’s as though the only way to truly convey the character of the work is to quote it: I’m in Lisbon for a day!
Indeed, if all philosophy were conceived and written this lyrically, it wouldn’t be the preserve of desk-bound, incomprehensible polysyllabists and LL.
Granted, my expectations were high going into this read, but not unrealistic. Lemming a book is not my standard mode at all. From time to time Pessoa turns a sharp phrase. The wise shirk the disquiet Of other men’s existence, And defy successive tragedies With consummate indifference. The critic Harold Bloom referred to him in the book The Western Canon as the most representative poet of the twentieth century, along with Pablo Pfssoa.
In short, it was more satisfying to simply work than to see that work released to the public. Alot, not all, says a whole lot about nothing, rambling on, contradicting itself and droning on in it’s repetitions.
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There has been conjecture as to which fragments of the discovered manuscript were intended for inclusion in the work, and much assembly has been done through careful xesasosiego of notes left behind in journals and the trunk itself.
The fernanvo of Pessoa is, itself, somewhat confusing. I was honestly annoyed with Pessoa once I was two-thirds of the way through this book and I knew that this kind of book is not for me. Open Preview See a Problem?
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Brilliant tedium, to quote Pessoa himself. The work is a testament to inveterate egoism, miserabilism and misanthropy. It took me a few months to read this, during that time my thoughts vacillated between dseasosiego and pure, unadulterated crap. Emerson alluded to it once that I’m aware of, and where it may have appeared in other works, I am uncertain enough to cite any other examples. So why write of large incidents when small ones suffice?
Some of his thoughts sounded like me in my bleaker moments.
However, ultimately, I found it both fascinating and just a little bit frustrating. Even if it’s serious, it would be ironic if only sad or self-pitying readers related to or enjoyed this work.