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“O Condado de Yoknapatawpha — 'William Faulkner, único dono e proprietário', como ele inscreveu em um dos mapas que desenhou — tem uma população de 15.611 pessoas espalhadas por 6.216 quilômetros quadrados. Às vezes me parece que cada casa ou casebre já foi descrito em um dos romances de Faulkner, e que todas as pessoas do condado imaginário, negros e brancos, moradores de cidades, fazendeiros e donas de casa, desempenharam seus papéis em uma única história interligada.”
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“Yoknapatawpha County—‘William Faulkner, Sole Owner and Proprietor,’ as he inscribed on one of the maps he drew—has a population of 15,611 people scattered across 6,216 square kilometers. Sometimes it seems to me that every house or shack has already been described in one of Faulkner’s novels, and that all the people of the imaginary county—Black and white, townspeople, farmers, and housewives—have played their parts in a single, interconnected story.”
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Durante a infância de William Faulkner no Mississippi, sua mãe Maud, sua avó Leila e a babá afro-americana da família, Caroline “Callie” Barr, desempenharam um papel importante em seu desenvolvimento artístico. Maud e Leila pintavam, fotografavam e liam, e o relacionamento de Faulkner com “Callie”, que durou a vida toda, abriu seus olhos para a injustiça, o racismo e o sexismo. O Condado de Yoknapatawpha, seu universo literário ficcional, assemelhava-se ao ambiente em que Faulkner cresceu.
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During William Faulkner’s childhood in Mississippi, his mother Maud, his grandmother Leila, and the family’s African American nanny, Caroline “Callie” Barr, played an important role in his artistic development. Maud and Leila painted, took photographs, and read, and Faulkner’s lifelong relationship with “Callie” opened his eyes to injustice, racism, and sexism. Yoknapatawpha County, his fictional literary universe, resembled the environment in which Faulkner grew up.
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Gabriel Garcia Marques deve ter se inspirado em Faulkner quando imaginou Macondo
👇William Faulkner é geralmente considerado um dos escritores americanos mais importantes de todos os tempos. Faulkner escreveu 13 romances e muitos contos, mas começou como poeta. Com seu romance de sucesso, O Som e a Fúria, ele começou a usar o fluxo de consciência para retratar o fluxo de pensamentos internos de um personagem. Seus livros são frequentemente narrados do ponto de vista de vários personagens e contêm coloquialismos retratados com precisão, combinados com longas frases repletas de imagens e uma linguagem por vezes surreal.
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William Faulkner is generally considered one of the most important American writers of all time. Faulkner wrote 13 novels and many short stories, but he began as a poet. With his breakthrough novel, *The Sound and the Fury*, he began using stream of consciousness to portray the flow of a character's internal thoughts. His books are often narrated from the point of view of various characters and feature accurately depicted colloquialisms, combined with long sentences filled with imagery and language that is at times surreal.
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No colégio me enfiaram goela abaixo anos de literatura brasileira e dos Alvares de Azevedo e Jorge Amado e outras porcarias do gênero, sem nunca ter tido uma unica aula de literatura universal que me apresentasse Homeros, Ovideos, Dantes, Dostoievskis, Tolstois, Prousts, Kafkas e Hemingaways da vida, que tive que me apressar e procurar entender cada um desses na solidão do meu quarto, desencavando sozinha, anos e anos seguidos
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In high school, they shoved years of Brazilian literature down my throat—the likes of Álvares de Azevedo, Jorge Amado, and other such rubbish—without my ever having had a single class on world literature to introduce me to the Homers, Ovids, Dantes, Dostoevskys, Tolstoys, Prousts, Kafkas, and Hemingways of the world; figures I had to scramble to seek out and understand in the solitude of my bedroom, unearthing them all on my own, year after year.
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Nao sei porque deveríamos correr de um fluxo de consciência já que Cecilia Meireles viveu dentro dele e todos a admiram tornando-a unanimidade, embora poucos compreendam sua confusão mental incluindo a paixão de G.H.
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I do not know why we should shy away from a stream of consciousness, given that Cecilia Meireles lived within one—and everyone admires her, making her a figure of universal acclaim—even though few truly comprehend her mental turmoil, including the passion of G.H.
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Em suas obras, destaca-se o extraordinário domínio da linguagem e da técnica. O exemplo mais notório disso são suas longas frases, às vezes com três ou quatro páginas, repletas de digressões, parênteses e expressões subordinadas. Mas os saltos temporais e as alternâncias no ponto de vista do narrador também são deslumbrantes.
De certa forma, seu estilo se opunha ao de Hemingway e suas características frases curtas (dizem que Hemingway lhe enviou um telegrama dizendo: "Trocarei uma de suas longas frases por duas das minhas frases curtas"). No entanto, outras coisas os uniam: o álcool, a vida dedicada à escrita, além de serem e pensarem como americanos.
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His works are distinguished by an extraordinary command of language and technique. The most notable example of this is his long sentences—sometimes spanning three or four pages—replete with digressions, parentheticals, and subordinate clauses. Yet his temporal shifts and alternating narrative viewpoints are equally dazzling.
In a sense, his style stood in opposition to that of Hemingway, with his characteristic short sentences (it is said that Hemingway once sent him a telegram reading: "I’ll trade one of your long sentences for two of my short ones"). Nevertheless, other things united them: alcohol, a life dedicated to writing, and the fact that they were—and thought like—Americans.
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O que significa pensar como americanos? Uma boa pergunta para quem desde jovem pensa como brasileiro, embora tenha passado toda uma vida a tentar esquecer e a nao pensar como brasileiro, e agora tenho uma luta a travar: pensar como os americanos.
As longas frases de Faulker são tudo aquilo que amava, passei longo tempo de minha juventude e maturidade rejeitando livros com diálogos. Amava Proust, pelo seu falatório interior. Embora tenha dado uma colher de chá para mim ao ler os diálogos contidos nos livros: A montanha magica de Goethe, e Cem anos de solidão de Gabriel G. Marques. Amei todos os diálogos e mais ainda quando o narrador tomava conta da situação.
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What does it mean to think like an American? It is a good question for someone who, since youth, has thought like a Brazilian—despite having spent an entire lifetime trying to forget and to *not* think like a Brazilian—and who now faces a battle to wage: learning to think like Americans.
Faulkner’s long sentences represent everything I used to love; I spent a great deal of my youth and formative years rejecting books that featured dialogue. I loved Proust for his interior monologue. Although, I did cut myself some slack by reading the dialogue contained in certain books: Goethe’s *The Magic Mountain* and Gabriel García Márquez’s *One Hundred Years of Solitude*. I loved all the dialogue—and loved it even more whenever the narrator took charge of the narrative.
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His family—particularly his mother Maud, his maternal grandmother Lelia Butler, and Caroline Barr (the Black woman who raised him from childhood)—crucially influenced the development of Faulkner's artistic imagination. Both his mother and his grandmother were avid readers, as well as painters and photographers, thereby educating him in visual language. While Murry appreciated nature and taught his children to hunt, track, and fish, Maud valued education and took pleasure in reading and attending church. She taught her children to read before sending them to public school and introduced them to classics such as Charles Dickens and the Brothers Grimm’s Fairy Tales. The upbringing Faulkner received from Callie Barr throughout his life is fundamental to the concerns in his novels regarding the politics of sexuality and race.
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Realmente
Nao adianta contar sobre se ninguém leu. Ou poucos leram e no inicio ou na metade desistiram porque pensar dói. A ignorância nao dói nada, gora abrir as portas do inferno incomoda. Penetrar no fluxo de consciência e ali ficar é para poucos, um grupo seleto, e eu faço ou fiz parte dele. Fiz porque aquilo que se lê grande ou pouco mas com qualidade te basta e nao precisa ser quinhentos livros por ano. Nao precisa tanto. Cinco bastam. E Faulkner esta entre esses cinco
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Indeed.
It is pointless to talk about it if no one has read it—or if only a few have, only to give up halfway through because thinking hurts. Ignorance causes no pain at all; opening the gates of hell, however, is unsettling. To penetrate the stream of consciousness and dwell there is a feat for the few—a select group—and I am, or was, a part of it. I say "was" because reading—whether extensively or sparingly, so long as it is of high quality—is sufficient; one need not read five hundred books a year. There is no need for such excess. Five will suffice. And Faulkner is among those five.
Meu próximo tipo inesquecivel é Franz Kafka
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My next unforgettable character is Franz Kafka.
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After all, what went through the mind of Franz Kafka (1883–1924) during his final days at the Austrian sanatorium where he died exactly a century ago—on June 3, 1924—just one month shy of his 41st birthday? His will contained a specific demand for his friend Max Brod, to whom the Czech writer had entrusted his copyrights: “Dear Max, my final request: everything I leave behind—in the form of diaries, manuscripts, letters, sketches, and so forth—must be burned unread.”
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