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Monday, March 24, 2008

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"By way of digression...the separate parts of the body suffice to form a solid and artistically constructed whole, and this applies to words and my construction yields in no way to the best examples of construction. what will you say, finally, when you have seen the whole of all parts as well as the parts of all the parts?...Do you not agree that the reader is able to assimilate only one part at a time? Sometimes he reads two or three passages and never returns; and not, mark you, because he is not interested, but because of some totally extraneous circumstance; and, even if he reads the whole thing, do you suppose for one moment that he has a view of it as a whole, appreciates the constructive harmony of the parts, if no specialist gives him the hint? Is it for this that authors spend years cutting, revising and rearranging, sweating, straining and suffering? Let us carry the matter further... May not a telephone call, or a fly, distract the reader's attention just at the moment when all the parts, themes, threads, are on the point of converging into a supreme unity... Consider, moreover, that that unique and exceptional work of yours on which you have expended so much effort and sweat is just one of the thirty thousand equally unique and exceptional works which will appear during the year. Oh! Terrible and accursed parts! So it is for this that we laboriously construct; so that part of a part of a reader may partially assimilate part of a part of a book. What in reality is a person aiming at nowadays who feels a vocation for the pen, the paint-brush, or the clarinet? Above all, he wants to be an artist... to offer himself whole to others, to burn on the altar of the sublime in providing humanity with this so desirable manner. What noble aims! What magnificient intentions! Are they not identical with those of S....., G........, B... or C......? But here you run into trouble. The awkward fact is that you are neither C...... nor S..... but at most a half S....., or a quarter C...... (oh! Cursed parts!), and consequently the sole result of your attitude is to draw attention to your sad inadequacy and inferiority, hkfjeghifuahn it is as if in the course of your clumsy efforts to leap hdsfkjaskjdslkjvj you were breaking the most precious of parts hjwegfrhknjadfbsinjngaoekepgvkd conceptual?"