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.'
1904年1月,22岁的爱尔兰青年詹姆斯·乔伊斯应都柏林一个新杂志《达纳》之约,写了一篇叙事体散文题为《艺术家的画像》。但是这篇短文最终并未得以发表,编辑以内容难以理解为由,拒绝予以刊登。在这篇文章里,乔伊斯展现出强大的企图心,运用他的"心灵顿悟速写",将往事像流水...
評分曾经充满豪情壮志地取下书架上的《尤利西斯》,但最终还是灰溜溜的还回去了。乔伊斯在我的心中一直是那么生涩、孤独、狂妄,然后还有一些些失落,至少我不敢那么轻易地靠近他。冲着“艺术家”的名目,花了两天的时间看了这本《一个青年艺术家的画像》,看着一个颖悟的男孩子对...
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...
評分曾经充满豪情壮志地取下书架上的《尤利西斯》,但最终还是灰溜溜的还回去了。乔伊斯在我的心中一直是那么生涩、孤独、狂妄,然后还有一些些失落,至少我不敢那么轻易地靠近他。冲着“艺术家”的名目,花了两天的时间看了这本《一个青年艺术家的画像》,看着一个颖悟的男孩子对...
評分意識流的他。絕對是今年看過最難的書瞭。。。Michael Robartes remembers forgotten beauty and, when his arms wrap her round, he presses in his arms the loveliness which has long faded from the world. Not this. Not at all. I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
评分喬伊斯,哎。多希望能真真正正的看懂尤利西斯啊。一個青年藝術傢的畫像這本書我看瞭很多遍,非常喜愛,屬於常年枕邊書。裏麵的一段話是這樣的:什麼是吻?母親低下頭來,用她那柔軟的嘴唇,弄濕我的臉頰,並且發齣微小的噪音。恩,這就是吻。
评分Read more than a year ago during the summer; need to read it again
评分第三章如天書(滿紙的God), 第五章令人摺服. 封底介紹這是喬伊斯最易懂(the most accessible)的一本書, 但不細讀、重讀, 怕也是入寶山空手迴. Style: free indirect speech.
评分跟這本比起來,hesse的steppenwolf就是渣啊。。喬伊斯與福剋納兩座大山是給我許多對英語文學自信力的。雖然不小心又被帶入瞭,但是內心又覺得,有些部分真的可以寫進小說裏麼。。。置身於主人公的語境下,我大概是沒有那樣的獨立與勇氣的,也讓我重新對流亡有瞭更深的認識。如果說這本書講的是作為喚醒的藝術的話,這本書本身對於我來說就是喚醒。我的vocation又是什麼呢?
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