This spare, elegant, best-selling memoir by a celebrated French journalist and writer has been impeccably translated into English by Sydney-born Julie Rose. The tale it tells is a deeply moving tribute to a much-loved woman, the author's British-born wife, lover and constant companion for 58 years.
He wrote it for her alone, without thought of publication, after a routine back operation began to cause her excruciating pain. Particles of a radio-opaque agent lodged in her brain and formed cervical cysts, dooming her to incurable suffering.
The agony endured by Dorine (a Molieresque version of Doreen) increased as predicted; her heart-broken husband offered her his last homages in this eloquent verbal tribute to their life together. They had met when he was Gerard Horst, son of an Austrian-Jewish father and a Catholic mother. A qualified chemical engineer, Horst was sufficiently influenced by a meeting with Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir to pursue an interest in moral philosophy. Under the pseudonyms of Andre Gorz and Michel Bosquet, he became a prominent opponent of nuclear power and the celebrated developer of a theory of ecological politics.
Meanwhile he got to know the young British woman he'd first spied in Lausanne, the two of them exchanging accounts of unhappy, loveless childhoods. Two years later they married but elected to remain childless: Gorz could not bear to share the vivacious, charming Dorine with anyone. Hordes of friends nevertheless flocked to their enjoyable afternoon teas: "We knew how to live in poverty but not in ugliness," Dorine explained. Mutual trust and absolute fidelity came naturally; Gorz has no trouble persuading us that Dorine remained "beautiful, gracious and desirable" even when she was ill and in her 80s.
The romance ended in 2006, when they conspired to take their own lives. As well as the Letter To D, there were two or three explanatory missives to close colleagues and friends and a warning for the cleaning lady pinned to the door. The large circle of intimates received the news with more sadness than surprise. Andre could not live without Dorine, and Dorine could not go on living.
The French have a saying, "Le beau mariage n'a pas d'histoire" - a happy marriage has no story. This novella is accordingly very brief, little more than 100 pages, but not only does it tell its tale without sentimentality or self-congratulation, it has generated a huge response in France, critical and popular.
But, given the exemplary translation, why do I wonder whether its quiet, discreet beauty will enjoy similar acclaim in this country? In France it is possible, even normal, for a public intellectual to be a national hero, a philosophising journalist a household name. The additive of public fame cannot but help make this otherwise restrained account of abiding devotion fascinating to the populace. But the Gorzes are virtually unknown in Australia, and the only parallel that comes to mind is the famously uxorious Mr Howard.
French journalist and writer, a qualified chemical engineer, he was sufficiently influenced by a meeting with Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir to pursue an interest in moral philosophy. Under the pseudonyms of Andre Gorz and Michel Bosquet, he became a prominent opponent of nuclear power and the celebrated developer of a theory of ecological politics.
摘录 序言 袁筱一 (译者) 我不知道,如果自己已经把爱情的实质视作对谎言的维护,是否还能够投入一段他人的,追寻生命本质层面上的爱情? 自杀不是一种反抗和姿态,而是一种接受、陪伴和主动的了结,是人作为“主体”的最后的、负责任的行动。我想,在这种前提下,它可以是...
评分 评分译者袁筱一,在代译序里写: 两个人共赴另一个世界,这里面所经历的,是对于人与人之间、人与世界之间的更好理解,贴近生命本质的理解,是透过对方理解生命的本质,是透过和对方的关系理解生命的本质,是“经彼此而生,为彼此而生”。 这其实也就是高兹和D爱情的实质,是这本...
评分一口气读完,这就是想读和勉强读的区别啊~~
评分Deeply moved.
评分很一般
评分一个浓情,不矫情,相当朴实的爱情故事。都不算是故事而是爱情片段的回忆。
评分看的鼻子酸酸的。 “很快你就八十二岁了。身高缩短了六厘米,体重只有四十五公斤。但是你一如既往的美丽、幽雅、令我心动。我们已经在一起度过了五十八个年头,而卧对你的爱愈发浓烈。我的胸口又有了这烦人的空茫,只有你灼热的身体依偎在我怀里时,它才能被填满。” 想起了叶芝的《当你老了》,不同的是,叶芝没那么幸运无法和这姑娘相爱相守,“你”老时的景象也只是我的想象。 你跟我相爱个20年吧,那时我50岁
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