"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved"
"Robert Jordan pushed the cup toward him. It was a milky yellow now with the water and he hoped the gypsy would not take more than a swallow. There was very little of it left and one cup of it took the place of the evening papers, of all the old evenings in cafe, of all chestnut trees that would be i"
"How many times had he heard this? How many times had he watched people say it with difficulty? How many times had he seen their eyes fill and their throats harden with the difficulty of saying my father, or my brother, or my mother, or my sister? He could not remember how many times he had heard the"
"1They were walking through the heather of the mountain meadow and Robert Jordan felt the brushing of the heather against his legs, felt the weight of his pistol in its holster against his thigh, felt the sun on his head, felt the breeze from the snow of the mountain peaks cool on his back and, in hi"
"Now that his rage was gone he was excited by this storm as he was always by all storms. In a blizzard, a gale, a sudden line squall, a tropical storm, or a summer thunder shower in the mountains there was an excitement that came to him from no other thing. It was like the excitement of battle except"
"The night was clear and his head felt as clear and cold as the air. He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of the resinous sap from the cut limbs. Pilar, he thought. Pilar and the smell of death. This is the smell I love. This an"
"Don't ever kid yourself about loving some one.It is just that most people are not lucky enough ever to have it. You never had it before and now you have it. What you have with Maria, whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important"
"Then they were together so that as the hand on the watch moved, unseen now, they knew that nothing could ever happen to the one that did not happen to the othei that no other thing could happen more than this; that this was all and always; this was what had been and now and whatever was to come. Thi"
一战永别了武器中写出了“生不如死”,二战丧钟里写出了“向死而生”,“you are instruments to do your duty”,那我宁愿希望每个人都是一座孤岛 | 海明威的长篇总是要读了50%+篇幅之后才能进入状态
There is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.
虽然没那么喜欢海大叔的文风但还是百感交集…另外很喜欢Pilar中间说如何学会嗅见死亡的气味的那段
Suddenly recalled. The ending of it still astounded me as I thought of it. For whom the bell tolls? It tolls for thee. My favorite novel indeed.
1)时间是什么?“Now”。海鸣威在26、27章的钟表时间里刻入了timelessness,“It was three o'clock.” “The officer looked at the wrist watch. It was ten minutes to three o'clock.”兜兜转转走不出的“三点钟”,仿佛是悬停的“now”. 有些人活了70年却像没有活过,有些人的3天就是轰轰烈烈的一生。罗伯特·乔丹就是这样,“maybe I have had all my life in three days.”2)小说的故事时间只有三天,其中穿插了大量的心理描写。叙事紧紧围绕现在的时间,推进与死亡交手的爆破计划,同时在绵延的对话和心理活动中,多个人物的过去和将来不断转换、丰富、放大。