You Don't Love Yourself

You Don't Love Yourself Considered One Of The Major French Writers Of Our Century, Nathalie Sarraute Is The Author Of Several Novels, Plays, And Essays, As Well As Of Childhood, Her Autobiography A Pioneer Of The Nouveau Roman Or New Novel , A Literary Movement That Sought To Free The Novel From The Confines Of Plot, Characterization, And Time, She Was Recently Honored By The Presentation Of Her Complete Works In The Prestigious Pleiade Series Other Authors In The Series Include Honore De Balzac, Ernest Hemingway, And Franz KafkaGeorge Braziller Is Delighted To Have Been Publishing All Of Sarraute S Work In America Since

Nathalie Sarraute July 18, 1900 in Ivanovo, Russia October 19, 1999 in Paris, France was a lawyer and a French writer of Russian Jewish origin.Sarraute was born Natalia Natacha Tcherniak in Ivanovo then known as Ivanovo Voznesensk , 300 km north east of Moscow in 1900 although she frequently referred to the year of her birth as 1902, a date still cited in select reference works , and, follow

➚ [KINDLE] ❄ You Don't Love Yourself By Nathalie Sarraute ➤ –
  • Hardcover
  • 233 pages
  • You Don't Love Yourself
  • Nathalie Sarraute
  • English
  • 28 October 2017
  • 9780807612545

10 thoughts on “You Don't Love Yourself

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    Sometimes Happiness, trapped in a solid block in a book, hits a whole population Modest, docile, peaceful people who up till then had managed by good will to remain within the safety of recognized, intangible Happiness, one fine day received this parcel bomb pg 66 In the beginning, it is established that that the narrative is a number of voices inside the mind of a fragmented personality Perhaps the mind of someone like Billy Milligan, someone with multiple personality disorder You said it was crazy Listen, I wanted to ask you Do you, inside yourself, well, in your inmost depths, do you have the impression bu I really do mean in your innermost recesses, that you can manage to see yourself with some degree of clarity do you have the impression that you know who you are Remember how his frank, open, kindly, gaze a look which had actually encouraged that kind of question how it became even open What did you say Have I misunderstood you You re asking me whether I know who I am Must I tell you Oh yes Well, I m a man of fifty, the father of a family, of Irish origin My profession No, not that, not that sort of thing, I too know that about myself What I wanted to know was it s hard to explain whether you feel that you are a very compact and unified whole, endowed with such and such qualities and, of course, defects but forming a whole a clearly defined whole that you can look at from outside well, that you project in front of yourself Ah, that, yet And when I observe myself carefully, I always see in myself you see, it s quite complicated there are two men in me, sometimes I m the one and sometimes the other, not both at the same time I get that from my grandfather, he always used to say There s a monk and a banker in me That s right Like Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, two contradictory beings Yes, although I have to admit that as regards a Mr Hyde in me obviously nobody s perfect but I don t believe Oh, that wasn t what I meant, I just wanted to point out that there were two people in you That s very few You remember his astonishment That s few Are there in you And you, shamefacedly Oh yes, there are as many as there are stars in the sky others are always appearing whose existence no one suspected So you see, Iv e given it up, I am the entire universe, all its virtualities, all its potentialities the eye can t perceive it, it extends to infinity pg 9 10 Perhaps not Perhaps the author is using the form to explore the nature of fiction What is fiction, after all, but something that originates in the mind of the author and expands infinitely, creating a universe for the reader to inhabit In any case, the suggestion is that the narrative is told by an infinite number of voices, all originating from the same source But all that as if going without sayingAs our existence goes without saying When we re in good health, do we notice our breathing, the movement of our blood, the play of our muscles Yet there were momentsSeen from outside, they would have seemed unimportantWhen something how to describe it Was it a colour, a line, a barely perceptible nuance, an intonation, a silence but that can t let itselfThat could never be captured by any word pg 127 There are greater implications to this notion There are transcendental implications that encapsulate all life There are deterministic implications that take into consideration the infinite number of possible outcomes to every decision Implications aside, the text still succeeds on the superficial level, as the story of an infinitely fragmented self, trying to come to terms with the titular question of self love, and the suggestion that the failure to achieve self love has resulted in the fragmentation of self What he said wounded me Yes, I was upset Why exactly Oh, I don t really know What s certain is that I found it unpleasant Now there s a way of speaking that s instantly recognizableThat s the way someone who loves himself speaks to himselfYes, we here, among ourselves we don t use those words, me, I Or rather let s say we don t use them any longer We still did, after that You don t love yourself hit us and caused such a great upheaval in us, when we realized clearly than ever that we had broken into a multitude of disparate I s whom could we love in all that For a time, several I s me s you s were still questioning each other within us How could you have done that And then these I s, these me s, these you s disappeared pg 85 86 The person who loves himself splits himself in two projects his double outside places it at a certain distance from himselfSo that it can fulfill certain functionsAnd this time, the double hasn t fulfilled its functionBut what function was it, exactly That of frontier guard you remember how he was keeping watch, seeing them coming from a distance, the people who were getting ready to go beyond the limitsAnd now this ever vigilant guard, she looks for him in vain where has he gone He s gone over to the other side, he s joined the vulgarHe, her double, has gone to demean himself, to mingle with his inferiors who are clumsy, ill bred, incapable of controlling their movements, of using their ten fingers properly pg 144 At first the infinite number of voices appear to be represented by two voices conversing, but their true number is later impliedYes, but if it were me, I wouldn t attache any importance toIf it were me, in spite of that I d find room forIf it were me, I wouldn t hesitate to dismissIf it were me, I d hand outIf it were me, I d keepIf it were me, I d be on my guardIf it were me, I d keep quietIf it were me, I d admitIf it were me, If it were me, If it were me pg 150 The voices alternate between conversation and compilation as if seeing the world from the same vantage point but from different angles, and therefore comparing notes , between clashing with each other and building upon each otherDelight was that actually the word he used it s hard to rememberYes yes, it actually was delight A delight to see so much courage, independence That could only have been said in a tone vibrant with sincerity a tone that ought to have made him feel that what we said came from the heart Then all of a sudden that movement he made as if to protect himself that cutting, glacial Thank you very much that he pressed on usHis look, which quickly rounded us up and compressed us into one an then he eyes this one with scorn What s that Who is this individual who has dared to trespass uninvited pg 170 An interesting narrative, and a fascinating experiment by one of France s most renowned experiment novelists, Nathalie Sarraute best known for her association with the Nouveau Roman Inspiring to see the author, than 30 years after the inception of the Nouveau Roman, 89 years old, still contributing to the innovation of the novel.

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    Admittedly I bit off a bit than I could comfortably chew, attempting to read this very abstract novel in my second language Still, it s my favorite Sarraute so far since Tropisms, and I m not sure if this one has ever been translated into English I liked Tu non ti ami as much as Tropisms for exactly the same reasons that it was so difficult to read in Italian Sarraute s approach to writing about people is wholly abstract and unspecific, impressionistic even Vagueness is hard enough to stick with in one s first language, but, boy howdy, just try 200 pages in a learned language and ADHD takes on whole new meanings.Still, the voices here ostensibly that conversation we re all always having with ourselves in our heads and their extended meditation on self admiration in human interactions is so original, right on, and brilliant, that this is a minor masterpiece of novelistic experimentation I love novels that stretch what a novel can do Guarantee you ve never read anything like this.

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    Fueron dos factores los que me acercaron a esta novela al verla enterrada, har ya unos meses, en una tiendecita de reliquias literarias la autora y el t tulo La autora porque me la hab an recomendado, y llevaba ya varios meses infructuosamente buscando su obra Tropismos Y el t tulo porque s , porque suena bien, es un t tulo din mico, no s Al ojear sus p ginas unos segundos, me decid a comprarla, definitivamente, por su estructura y forma un di logo interior Suena raro, s La novela est constituida, b sicamente, por diversas conversaciones entre los diferentes yoes del protagonista.La raz n por la cual no le he dado cinco estrellas es simple se hace pesada Es redundante, reiterativa Repetitiva Si bien las reflexiones que hilvana acerca de la Felicidad as , en may sculas, muy adecuadamente retratada como un lugar en la novela son interesantes, no deja de reutilizarlas una y otra vez.A n as , est bien Acaba resultando no m s que un an lisis sobre el amor propio, presentado como veh culo hacia la Felicidad y otros privilegios espirituales e, incluso, sociales Sarraute merece m s atenci n.

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    Nothing happens in this book, but you should still read it.

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    Sur les mots, le langage, la parole qui ouvre l tre Auteure f tiche pour les repr sentations de la conscience Mon livre pr f r de Sarraute, avec Ouvrez.

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    That s the whole point What can we do to make an image of ourselves stick all over us, take shape, remain fixed long enough Yes, for us to be able to contemplate it A beautiful image Oh, not even beautiful an image of ourselves that we would love just as it is That wouldn t be transformed into an enormous shifting mass Which contains everything in which so many dissimilar things collide, destroy each other But you must now that you ve come back to yourself, or rather, to us again, now that we re here, among ourselves, in our innermost being, you must look again at what you showed them, that form you gave rise to in them, one of the ones that they are used to, of classic simplicity it may prevent you from exposing yourself to them in the future Try, make an effort As for old people well, they have often been so well trained throughout their long lives to feel real, that in the end they can t manage to be anything other than that really perfect models some of them must think they deserve to be seen as the very image of old age.

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