The Sheltering Sky
A Travel, Novels, Literature book. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps...
In this classic work of psychological terror Paul Bowles examines the ways in which Americans apprehend an alien culture-and the ways in which their incomprehension destroys them. The story of three American travelers adrift in the cities and deserts of North Africa after the Second World War, The Sheltering Sky is at once merciless and heartbreaking in its compassion. It etches the limits of human reason and intelligence-perhaps even the limits of human life-when they touch the unfathomable emptiness and impassive cruelty of the desert.
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- Filetype: PDF
- Pages: 335 pages
- ISBN: 9780679729792 / 679729798
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Whoever invented the concept of fairness, anyway? Isn't everything easier if you simply get rid of the idea of justice altogether? You think the quantity of pleasure, the degree of suffering is constant among all men? Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky // How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless. Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky // We've never managed, either one of us, to get all the way into life. We're hanging on to the outside for all we're worth, convinced we're going to fall off at the next bump. Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky //
Sensual Existentialism in the Sahara 4.5 starsSomeone once had said to her that the sky hides the night behind it, shelters the person beneath from the horror that lies above.Married couple Port and Kit Moresby, in a physically and emotionally distant relationship, are traveling through northern Africa with their friend Tunner. Rejecting... "He did not think of himself as a tourist; he was a traveler. The difference is partly one of time, he would explain. Whereas a tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few weeks or months, the traveler, belonging no more to one place than to the next, moves slowly, over periods of years, from one part of the earth to another."Before... Like a sweet-talking charmer, Bowles seduced me with his crystalline prose. His sentences whispered in my ear and nibbled my nape, erasing thought from my haze-addled brain. Later, many days later, I came to with a throbbing headache and a sour taste in my mouth. The crystal turned out to be crystal meth and it had severely eroded my...
