Monday, September 10, 2012

From the Prehistory of Novelistic Discourse

I liked this excerpt cited in Bakhtin's Dialogic Imagination to show how, as others to each other, the author and his character can come closer to almost finishing each other's sentences, aligning with each other's styles even as they disagree, to some extent, when it comes to content. Bakhtin's argument is interesting and all, but the reason I like these lines is because it speaks of my experience, my sentiments as I have to remember my past for my dissertation. At times I'm overcome with longing and nostalgia, which I must resist. I have to remind myself there is no golden past, neither a glorious/catastrophic future, just a promising now that I have to write and write and write.

"He who has lived and thought can never
Look on mankind without disdain;
He who has felt is haunted ever
By days that will not come again;
No more for him enchantment's semblance,
On him the serpent of remembrance
Feeds, and remorse corrodes his heart." (from Onegin)

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