Cubas decides to tell his story starting from the end the passage of his death, caused by pneumonia , then taking "the greatest leap in this story", proceeding to tell the story of his life since his childhood. It is a novel recalled as a major influence by many post-modern writers, such as John Barth or Donald Barthelme , as well as Brazilian writers in the 20th century. Cubas considers his life in the manner of an accounting, finding neither any positives or negatives; but he then realises that since he has not fathered any children he has not passed on the "misery" of life any further. For this reason he considers his life a success. Assis published his work in and it is influenced by the philosophy of Arthur Schopenhauer , a German philosopher whose philosophical magnum opus , The World as Will and Representation was first published in
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Shelves: favorites , to-re-read , its-not-you-its-meta-or-gfhrytyt , sui-generis , mycents , remember-me-with-words My Goodreads morning started on an emotional note today. I logged in and found a book recommendation by Ali, friendly comments from Dolors and Dustin, the surprised mention of What more could I have asked for?
The update feed however, presented a different and grim story altogether. A chilling reminder about the unfavorable direction this site is heading towards. A site which is of, by and for the readers. Emotions surged up when I started imagining the what ifs scenarios and when you dedicate a huge chunk of your time to a virtual world, the happenings in that world whether positive or negative, affects you in incommensurable proportions.
Death is inevitable and melancholy is alright but what fun to have an everlasting smile pasted on your face while reading a book. Bras Cubas is dead but gifted us all these wonderful posthumous memoirs.
Why Posthumous? Probably our narrator, a supposed alter-ego of our author was seeking a full-fledged creative freedom and wanted to break all the rules of writing that must be in practice during his time. The year was and Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis gave us this enchanting literary treat which surely holds the power to fascinate everyone of us in the present world of countless genres and sub-genres.
He had no other philosophy. Nor did I. I treated them as I had Latin: I put three lines from Virgil in my pocket, two from Horace, and a dozen moral and political locutions for the needs of conversation. I treated them the way I treated history and jurisprudence. I picked up the phraseology of all things, the shell, the decoration The truth in his humor, the irony in his innocent expressions and the wisdom in his reckless way of living life while he lived , will make you instantly fall in love with Cubas.
I found in her a certain ethereal softness wedded to the polish of earthly forms—a vague expression and worthy of a chapter in which everything must be vague. Few tears, lots of laughs and random sighs - the life viewed from the other side of the grave is not sieved through the judgmental eyes of the people around us but comes across in an unadulterated form consists of memories collected, mistakes committed and admissions of guilt in the confession box of our hearts and in retrospect, the life appears to be beautiful.
Believe me, remembering is the least evil.
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