This is not the incipit of a bleak joke among other things, I do not remember one, then not even tune in to my sense of humor (black, not trivial).
These three writers , and temporal and spatial arrangement is desired. It 's a succession.
The first, of course, was a Frenchman, Joris Karl Huysmans with his Floressas Jean Des Esseintes.
The second was an Englishman, Oscar Wilde, describing the life of Dorian Gray.
The third was Italian, Gabriele D'Annunzio, and his alter-ego Andrea Sperelli.
These three are the first, best examples of decadent aestheticism in European literature, and more or less autobiographical incarnations of the authors.
But above all this are the stories written by as many three-dandy dandy (or dandies?)
( PARENTHESES)
In fashion, in recent years have tried to tie the term "dandy" forgetting that even the dog dandy is not synonymous with eccentric! Ma 'sti cocks, who writes about fashion should at least know a little about the so-called History of Costume, industry IGNORANT!
And like all "current" or pseudo-those that really can make you ascribe to them is the concept of life, what do you think of your surroundings, what you aspire.
When the form is separated the substance, just empty, it is merely the surface!
What I was really involved in these books is the ability to write a splendid form abstract thoughts and psychological insight that I touched the raw nerve, especially with regard to D'Annunzio, that in this book is not overly verbose and descriptive, as in other novels (excellent tracers of dedication, tenacity, intellect and culture .... the player:
YOU JUST DO NOT BE IN THE BRAIN AFTER 30 PAGES WILL JELLY RIGHT TO an honorary degree! in what I was trying to be chosen)
THE PORTRAIT OF DORIAN GRAY
The body sins, but once he has overcome his sin fault because the action is a form of clearing, nothing more remains but the memory of a pleasure or the pleasure of a regret. The only way to get rid of temptation is to Surrendering to: resist, and your soul will get sick with longing for the things that is forbidden, the desire for what its monstrous laws have made monstrous and illegal
PLEASURE
In the tumult of the inclinations contradictory he had lost all will and all morality. The will, abdicating, had given the scepter to the instincts and the aesthetic sense had replaced the moral sense. But these aesthetic note, thin and powerful, always-on, the spirit maintained a certain balance, so you could say that his life was a struggle of opposing forces locked within a certain balance. The men of intellect, trained to the cult of beauty, preserved forever, even in the worst depravity, a kind of order. The concept of beauty is, so to speak, the axis of their inner being, around which all their passions revolve
COUNTER (or backwards)
"I try new perfumes, bigger flowers, pleasure never felt ".
Ah! It was the voice that spoke to him as a mysterious spell, he was told that his fever of unknown, his unfulfilled ideal, his need to escape the horrible reality of existence, to go beyond the boundaries of thought, grope without ever landing a certainty in the vague endless art!
Charles Baudelaire wrote many things about the dandyism in the "painter of modern life" and "diaries ".... type:
The dandy must aspire to be sublime without rest, live and sleep in front of a mirror.
(the dandy) is a mixture of phlegm, concealment, misrepresentation, stoicism, originality, passion hidden taste of adversity, more bitterness, self-worship, amateur superfine, and similar qualities, all the signs of oneness , sentenced to die. The individual against the mass-man, in short. The Dandy is the one who always aspires to be Sublime. A live and sleep with a mirror. It was not the leisure industry to make me grow. He always brought great benefit to my sensibility, my meditation, and my ability to be a dandy and amateur. The other letters are mostly ignorant of the poor drudges. As there is cowardice in any public office! Any public official, a minister, a theater director or newspaper may also be individuals worthy of respect, but they are not divine and never will be. They are people with no personality, no originality individuals, made to the official duties, namely to serve the public. A Dandy does nothing. Can you imagine a dandy who speaks to the people if not to ridicule? Being a great man and a saint for all to itself, the only thing that matters. What is love? You need to get out of himself. The man is an animal adoration. Worship means sacrificing and prostitution. So that all love is prostitution. I would say taste of prostitution. And there is no noble pleasure that can be linked to prostitution. Invincible is the taste of prostitution in the human heart. The terror of loneliness haunts him. He wants to be two. The Dandy wants to be one. Glory is to remain a prostitute and in their own way.
The dandyism is not even, as many seem to believe reckless, unbridled taste and elegance of dress material. For the perfect dandy, these things are only a symbol of the aristocratic superiority of his mind
-LOVE-
BAUDELAIRE madly about why I adore madly Baudelaire cancrenizzarmi I could write so much to your fingers, I just bring one of his habit that makes me immediately twin:
vesirsi Baudelaire was usually in black to symbolize mourning humanity
"Twenty years M. Dufay (Baudelaire) always wore a black tailcoat with a breadth of very pretty, with implications that one hand did not leave in peace under cultivation, and wore a long vest twelve buttons on a shirt but carelessly ajar by pleated cuffs. In addition to tie loose color of ox blood on the usual black suit in his hand, gloved in pale pink, wore his hat, no need for a plethora of jet-black hair in curls that fell on the shoulders. "C. Cousin
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