It would undoubtedly be more fruitful, rather than speaking of “styles” and “schools,” to classify writers by types of artistic motivation. Curiously enough, however, there are many cases in which, based on the work itself, one can barely discern what motivated the writing. Or rather, such a classification would reveal that the most trivial of motivations were responsible for the bulk of what was written. On the other hand, however, there would be no doubt that a writer like Proust belongs to a specific family of writers. And that Antero, Vigny, Leopardi, and Unamuno are all, in their respective countries, representative of a similar motivation. It would not be difficult to demonstrate that these latter, through their artistic form, sought nothing more than to give the most refined expression to the issues they deemed fundamental. But in literature, unfortunately, not everyone is driven by motivations so simple and of such clear significance.
Category: Notes
Depending on Where One Is Born…
Depending on where one is born and where one grows up, it is not uncommon to reach, within just a few years of adulthood, a sense of complete saturation, total disinterest, and a lack of identification with everything the environment has to offer. And so, it is time to leave. And to leave without too much reflection, because that tends to discourage the decision. Here, the problem of circumstances arises. But no one can explain how it is possible that, even when these circumstances seem the most precarious, the right decision prevails, and before long there is nothing left to regret. Once the experience seems to have been absorbed and overcome, once what could be learned from it has been learned and it has become undesirable, one must abandon it forever; otherwise, it will take root, causing harm, corrupting, and no longer having anything new to teach.
It Is Interesting to Note How Rare Stories…
It is interesting to note how rare stories of redemption are in practice, yet how common they are in thought. That is to say, the mind inclined toward dreaming tends to imagine such an arc for its life, without reflecting on whether it would be desirable or, rather, whether it has any practical benefit. Because a dream, even if it does not come true, still exerts an influence. A whole life spent waiting for this great moment! And, at the same time, a whole life lost in dreaming… There are better plots; more modest ones. But such ambiguity highlights the complexity of human psychology. Visualization is necessary; it guides the creative act. But one must ground it and ground oneself while living, not allowing oneself to get lost in thin air. What remains, then, is everyday reality, always less grand than one would like, but in which one can write a real story.
Thankful Should Be Those Who Enjoy…
Thankful should be those who enjoy positive influences which, when they least expect or desire them, draw them in, brighten their days, and bring them an unexpected sense of well-being. On the other hand, those who must deal with opposing influences can never be too careful. Giving in to them often means allowing oneself to be dragged toward an abyss where, in a moment of losing control, one might make a mistake. One is never as far from anguish as one imagines… And, after all, when one knows the true nature of things, heavy is the burden of realizing that the despair one experiences is, in truth, the result less of influences than of decisions.