Literatura (I)
My task . . . is, by the power of the written word to make you hear, to make you feel – it is, before all, to make you see (...)
Joseph Conrad, no prefácio a The Nigger of the "Narcissus"
Virginia Woolf, in Modern FictionLife is not a series of gig-lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end. Is it not the task of the novelist to convey this varying, this unknown and uncircumscribed spirit, whatever aberration or complexity it may display, with as little mixture of the alien and external as possible?
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