James Joyce, the twentieth century’s most influential novelist, was born in Dublin on February 2, 1882. The oldest of ten children, he grew up in a family that went from prosperity to penury because of his father’s wastrel behavior. After receiving a rigorous Jesuit education, twenty-year-old Joyce renounced his Catholicism and left Dublin in 1902 to spend most of his life as a writer in exile in Paris, Trieste, Rome, and Zurich. On one trip back to Ireland, he fell in love with the now famous Nora Barnacle on June 16, the day he later chose as “Bloomsday” in his novel Ulysses. Nara was an uneducated Galway girl who became his lifelong companion an the mother of his two children. In debt and drinking heavily, Joyce lived for thirty-six years on the Continent, supporting himself first by teaching jobs, then trough the patronage of Mrs. Harold McCormick (Edith Rockerfeller) and the English feminist and editor Harriet Shaw Weaver. His writings include Chamber music (1907), Dubliners (1914), A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916), Exiles (1918), Ulysses (1922), Poems Penyeach (1927), Finnegans Wake (1939), and an early draft of A Portrait of a Young Man, Stephan Hero (1944). Ulysses required seven years to complete, and his masterpiece, Finnegans Wake, took seventeen. Both works revolutionized the form, structure, and content of the novel. Joyce died in Zurich in 1941.
Published in 1916, James Joyce's semiautobiographical tale of his alter ego, Stephen Dedalus, is a coming-of-age story like no other. A bold, innovative experiment with both language and structure, the work has exerted a lasting influence on the contemporary novel.
'Joyce dissolved mechanism in literature as effectively as Einstein destroyed it in physics,' wrote Alfred Kazin. 'He showed that the material of fiction could rest upon as tense a distribution and as delicate a balance of its parts as any poem. Joyce's passion for form, in fact, is the secret of his progress as a novelist. He sought to bring the largest possible quantity of human life under the discipline of the observing mind, and the mark of his success is that he gave an epic form to what remains invisible to most novelists.... Joyce means many things to different people; for me his importance has always been primarily a moral one. He was, perhaps, the last man in Europe who wrote as if art were worth a human life.... By living for his art he may yet have given others a belief in art worth living for.'
乔伊斯对语言很敏感,所以他的文字很妙,《尤利西斯》里有部分章节写的也很妙,但自从三年前我硬着头皮读完它以后,我就再没有摸过它了,我一个哥们说《尤利西斯》写的很狂放,简直是语言的狂欢。我承认他说的没错,但这不代表它是个无懈可击的精品。《尤利西斯》太花哨了,所...
評分原文Stephen went on: ——Pity is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of whatsoever is grave and constant in human sufferings and unites it with the human sufferer. Terror is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of whatso...
評分乔伊斯对语言很敏感,所以他的文字很妙,《尤利西斯》里有部分章节写的也很妙,但自从三年前我硬着头皮读完它以后,我就再没有摸过它了,我一个哥们说《尤利西斯》写的很狂放,简直是语言的狂欢。我承认他说的没错,但这不代表它是个无懈可击的精品。《尤利西斯》太花哨了,所...
評分读乔伊斯读得太晚,一如我的冗杂浑沌的人生,早早蜷于幻想,耽于审美。 一面如此渴求着真实,一面却缘木求鱼般久久踯躅在封闭、自溺的体系。 执着于愿望,却忽视了能力;逃避丑恶,却也逃避了责任;厌弃功利,却甚或因此早早迷失自我的方向。 乔伊斯的身上有如此深厚、宽广...
評分“我将去面对无数的现实经历,将在我那灵魂的作坊里打造我的民族所不曾有的良心。” 读到这里,《一个青年艺术家的画像》结束了。当我怀着难以平复的激动心情合上书页,这本薄薄的小说在我的内心深处激荡起层层的涟漪,我的视线不禁长久的停留在封面上方小说题目里的这几个字上...
Silence, exile, and cunning.
评分論文啊論文...
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评分Read more than a year ago during the summer; need to read it again
评分Prufrock or Dedalus? 雖然我的畢業論文被無知的老師忽略瞭,but Little Stephen is always there.喬伊斯你的英語是穿越窗欞的光和飛揚的塵。我一直覺得安妮霍爾開片伍迪艾倫講他小時候傢裏的一個飯局,有點模仿這本書裏最前麵喬伊斯寫傢
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