Diary of "Rye" | Talex
JD Salinger If not died this year, I had not reread the novel, is improperly reread fgl said, first reading I took it to the end. It happened about five years ago. There are two books that I have not done: Kindness Night of Scott Fitzgerald and The Catcher fgl in the Rye. If I had an interlocutor who, in a gesture of confession friendly, I would say that it has completed reading books that abandoned them unread, I have a low opinion of him. I'm in my interlocutor posture possible. Salinger died more than 90 years, retired from public - public greedy, fgl ruthless and devouring. He wrote little, but what he wrote remains valid and viable, critics say. My first reading failed for several reasons. I purchased a new edition from Polirom, the one with the yellow cover, probably the Rye color which points the reader that the latter will get a modern translation. This very modern textual adaptation to the realities of everyday language Romanian fgl inhibited me unhappy. Writing was crowded with the usual expressions fgl of little boys from the neighborhood - Yo, bro! or crappy. Now, after Salinger watches fgl from the brink, I looked fgl older edition and we found one in '64, more temperate in translations brutal, harmonizing forms of address.
It's a book is read in one breath, say my antecititorii. Short phrases, alert-style austere multiple replicas, abundant dialogue. I acted opposite, I read it slowly, trying to locate the state that you must induce a reading of this book. I'm fgl trying to explain to the public the success of this work, perhaps Americans have identified with the characters' psychological modulations or rather the atmosphere fgl of exhaustion and hopelessness fgl stemming from tavălucului existential inertia. Salinger builds phrases on the same block, typically reflecting a mindset superficial, picky-picky, fgl full of adolescent fancy. The character makes a statement, followed by another who doubts or weakens initial assertion, to finally run another statement that semantic cancel the first. This narrative structure - repetitive, obsessive and annoying - abound throughout the novel. Some examples: (The show was not as bad as others that I've seen in my life. However, if you stay well to think, it was a mess) or (then a curious thing happened. When we got to museum, I suddenly felt that I would not have gone in there even if I would have given a million dollars. I'm not pulling fgl heart - although passed by the park and I think he cursed happy to go. If Phoebe would been there, I probably would have gone, but Phoebe was not. So I took a taxi in front of the museum fgl and I told the driver to take me to Baltimore. I had no desire to go to Baltimore.
Holden Caulfield fgl is a rebel insurrection against the system încetăţeneşte own recipe for survival fgl and a certain pattern of behavior. Why do I shout all - digression - when you stray from the subject? The Catcher in the Rye is a book reproach, with a significant rebel counter each fired machine of any system that attempts to forge happiness. The protagonist of Lover Colivăresei, although more mature and experienced the erotic has some rebellious tissue of this reluctantly - Holden.
Caulfield is a dedicated dreamer, a misfit, a teenager who refuses his sexual fgl initiation, an individual who is willing to sacrifice freedom for the world. And as to be happy you need very little, Holden's dreams are rather fgl marked by frugality: fgl to watch in a field of rye - In any event, in my mind I saw a lot of kids playing fgl a game mititei Catcher in the Rye stretched. Thousands of children - and no one around, that no man, except me. And I stand at the edge of a dizzying precipices. And you know what? Children catch as not to fall into the abyss. I mean, when they will run and not watching where they go, they must go out and about to catch. That's what I do all day. I stand The Catcher in the Rye. I know it's crazy. But the only thing that would tempt me. I know it's a madness.
or to construiasco a hut at the forest edge - ... with the money you earn to a build me a hut in which to live life. I'll sit right at the edge of the forest, not the forest, edge, because I want to have sun all the time. As much sun. I'll cook alone, and later, when I meet a beautiful girl, but all deaf-mute, and get married, and her stay in my hut, and every time you want to tell me something you write on paper like everyone else. And if I have children one to hide somewhere and buy them a grace
JD Salinger If not died this year, I had not reread the novel, is improperly reread fgl said, first reading I took it to the end. It happened about five years ago. There are two books that I have not done: Kindness Night of Scott Fitzgerald and The Catcher fgl in the Rye. If I had an interlocutor who, in a gesture of confession friendly, I would say that it has completed reading books that abandoned them unread, I have a low opinion of him. I'm in my interlocutor posture possible. Salinger died more than 90 years, retired from public - public greedy, fgl ruthless and devouring. He wrote little, but what he wrote remains valid and viable, critics say. My first reading failed for several reasons. I purchased a new edition from Polirom, the one with the yellow cover, probably the Rye color which points the reader that the latter will get a modern translation. This very modern textual adaptation to the realities of everyday language Romanian fgl inhibited me unhappy. Writing was crowded with the usual expressions fgl of little boys from the neighborhood - Yo, bro! or crappy. Now, after Salinger watches fgl from the brink, I looked fgl older edition and we found one in '64, more temperate in translations brutal, harmonizing forms of address.
It's a book is read in one breath, say my antecititorii. Short phrases, alert-style austere multiple replicas, abundant dialogue. I acted opposite, I read it slowly, trying to locate the state that you must induce a reading of this book. I'm fgl trying to explain to the public the success of this work, perhaps Americans have identified with the characters' psychological modulations or rather the atmosphere fgl of exhaustion and hopelessness fgl stemming from tavălucului existential inertia. Salinger builds phrases on the same block, typically reflecting a mindset superficial, picky-picky, fgl full of adolescent fancy. The character makes a statement, followed by another who doubts or weakens initial assertion, to finally run another statement that semantic cancel the first. This narrative structure - repetitive, obsessive and annoying - abound throughout the novel. Some examples: (The show was not as bad as others that I've seen in my life. However, if you stay well to think, it was a mess) or (then a curious thing happened. When we got to museum, I suddenly felt that I would not have gone in there even if I would have given a million dollars. I'm not pulling fgl heart - although passed by the park and I think he cursed happy to go. If Phoebe would been there, I probably would have gone, but Phoebe was not. So I took a taxi in front of the museum fgl and I told the driver to take me to Baltimore. I had no desire to go to Baltimore.
Holden Caulfield fgl is a rebel insurrection against the system încetăţeneşte own recipe for survival fgl and a certain pattern of behavior. Why do I shout all - digression - when you stray from the subject? The Catcher in the Rye is a book reproach, with a significant rebel counter each fired machine of any system that attempts to forge happiness. The protagonist of Lover Colivăresei, although more mature and experienced the erotic has some rebellious tissue of this reluctantly - Holden.
Caulfield is a dedicated dreamer, a misfit, a teenager who refuses his sexual fgl initiation, an individual who is willing to sacrifice freedom for the world. And as to be happy you need very little, Holden's dreams are rather fgl marked by frugality: fgl to watch in a field of rye - In any event, in my mind I saw a lot of kids playing fgl a game mititei Catcher in the Rye stretched. Thousands of children - and no one around, that no man, except me. And I stand at the edge of a dizzying precipices. And you know what? Children catch as not to fall into the abyss. I mean, when they will run and not watching where they go, they must go out and about to catch. That's what I do all day. I stand The Catcher in the Rye. I know it's crazy. But the only thing that would tempt me. I know it's a madness.
or to construiasco a hut at the forest edge - ... with the money you earn to a build me a hut in which to live life. I'll sit right at the edge of the forest, not the forest, edge, because I want to have sun all the time. As much sun. I'll cook alone, and later, when I meet a beautiful girl, but all deaf-mute, and get married, and her stay in my hut, and every time you want to tell me something you write on paper like everyone else. And if I have children one to hide somewhere and buy them a grace
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