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!DOWNLOAD E-PUB ⚕ All Passion Spent ♶ In , As A Young Girl Of , Lady Slane Nurtures A Secret, Burning Ambition To Become An Artist She Becomes, Instead, The Wife Of A Great Statesman And The Mother Of Six Children Seventy Years Later, Released By Widowhood, And To The Dismay Of Her Pompous Children, She Abandons The Family Home For A Tiny House In Hampstead Here She Recollects The Dreams Of Youth, And Revels In Her Newfound Freedom With Her Odd Assortment Of Companions Genoux, Her French Maid Mr Bucktrout, Her House Agent And A Coffin Maker Who Pictures People Dead In Order To Reveal Their True Characters And Then There S Mr FitzGeorge, An Eccentric Millionaire Who Met And Loved Her In India When She Was Young And Very Lovely It Is Here In This World Of Her Own That She Finds A Passion That Comes Only With The Freedom To Choose, And It Is This, Her Greatest Gift, That She Passes On To The Only One Who Can Understand Its Value First Published In , Vita Sackville West S Masterpiece Is The Fictional Companion To Her Great Friend Virginia Woolf SA Room Of One S Own
Nothing matters to an artist except the fulfilment of his gift Without it All meaning goes out of life, and life becomes existence a makeshift All Passion Spent by Vita Sackville West is a novel on reflecting back on life Sackville West, was an English poet, novelist, and garden designer A successful and prolific novelist, poet, and journalist during her lifetime she was twice awarded the Hawthornden Prize for Imaginative Literature in 1927 for her pastoral epic, The Land, and in 1933 for her Collected Poems today she is chiefly remembered for the celebrated garden at Sissinghurst she created with her diplomat husband.The introduction by Victoria Glendinning makes the observation that Virginia Woolf wrote in an androgynous style Sackville West wrote as a masculine woman which complimented her husband s feminine streak Just as Shakespeare s Mark Antony came to bury Caesar not praise him, Sackville West claimed not to be a feminist She would join in a discussion with I am not a feminist, but She was not a diplomat s or politician s wife She did not give up her freedom to be attached to a man in marriage Throughout her career, she remained Vita or V Sackville West and not Mrs Harold Nicolson or Lady Nicolson Many aspects of her life appear in her writings The novel opens with Lord Slane s death Lady Slane is surrounded by her children looking to divide up the estate and who will take charge of their eighty eight year old mother Her eldest son is sixty eight years old It is very much the old deciding what to do with the older Lady Slane was the dutiful wife of the Viceroy of India and member of the House of Lords The children wonder what will their mother do now Her whole life was standing by her husband s side and now that he is dead, what does she have to live for Lady Slane surprises her children and decides that she will live by herself in essentially the suburbs She saw an apartment thirty years ago and it never left her mind She will take Genoux her eighty six year old maid and leave Other than that she wishes to be left alone No children, grandchildren, or great grandchildren Lady Slane meets with the landlord, Mr Bucktrout, whose name she remembered the name from thirty years ago She becomes friends with Mr Bucktrout an eccentric in his own ways Bucktrout was not near the class equal of Lady Slane, but she did not allow that to interfere This ends part one of the book Part two consists mostly of Lady Slane s reflections of her life It ends with almost a poetic comparison of what she sees riding through the desert and what her husband sees It plays well into the description of Lady Shane being intelligent, well read, and an admirer of beauty, however, she could not write a check, follow stocks, or understand her husband s duties There is a clear line drawn between the man s world and the woman s world She recalls being the leader in follow the leader with her children, but faithfully followed her husband s lead in the real world Part three brings closure to the book Lady Slane meets two people, one old and one new, who fill out her life story and the family s future She is reminded of her life and her dreams Her husband cheated her of her chosen life as an artist although she never mentions actually painting Her husband gave her and ample life According to his lights, he gave you all you could desire He merely killed you, that s all The idea of giving up a dream for a very comfortable life The book draws to a conclusion that is fitting and well told The novel is than writing for writing s sake It examines the issues of the times and the role of women For an eighty year old book ,many of the issues in the novel still exist today. She wondered which wounds went deeper the jagged wounds of reality, or the profound invisible bruises of the imagination Vita Sackville West, All Passion SpentI loved this book, one of the best novels I ve read so far this year Former Vicereine, Lady Deborah Slane, is not your typical protagonist She is 88 years old and is recently widowed after a marriage of 70 years Lady Slane decides to live the independent life she had always dreamed of, much to the chagrin of her snobby children She moves to a small cottage far from her children and thinks back on her youth, marriage, life as a political hostess, and motherhood.Despite all the wealth and opulence in her life, her children and her dutiful husband, Lady Slane s life hadn t truly been happy Her musings show that the things society often says are good for women may not actually be so in reality, and that many women often have to hide their true desires, and have had their youthful desires dashed or pushed to the side Youth is full of hopes reaching out, youth will burn the river and set all the belfries of the world ringing there is not only love to be considered, there are also such things as fame and achievement and genius which might be in one s heart, knocking against one s ribs, who knows The language in this book was so beautiful and philosophical I probably have very little in common with Lady Slane, being from a different ethnicity, era, and class yet I was able to put myself in her shoes It was quite the experience.It was a contemplative novel and there was a lot of wisdom in the pages Nothing earns respect so quickly as letting your fellows see that you are a match for them Other methods may earn you respect in the long run, but fir a short cut there is nothing like setting a high valuation on yourself and forcing others to accept it Modesty, moderation, consideration, nicety no good they don t pay This was a good book to read on International Women s Day Because of its content, it made me dwell on what it must feel like for a woman having to sacrifice her dreams for a husband and motherhood Perhaps not so common in the West nowadays, but in many other parts of the world this is still the case Women getting forced into a certain role when perhaps they aren t ready, or they are interested in pursuing a different path is tragic.Recommended to fans of Elizabeth Von Armin. I was so taken with this book that I found it quite impossible to write a review on it.But all I can say is that it is wonderful and so evocative of the time Vita Sackville West has always fascinated me Ever since I read The Letters of Vita Sackville West to Virginia Woolf, I have been intrigued by her personality She was indeed quite unusual for the period in which she lived Plus Virginia Woolf s own Letters comprising six volumes cover her friendship with Vita Sackville West.I went to her gardens in Sissinghurst, Kent many years ago There was one section in the gardens where all the flowers were white I ve never forgotten that She could go on, for a little, secretly continuing to be herself.Lady Slane, born to elderly children and their too unsafe from death s hand, dying a little girl, a fawn lovingly caught in its own spotlights standstill, the spawn, the question to do you love me yes My overwhelming feeling about Mrs Henry Holland was that when the voice of the novel describes her as sweet and stupid it was she herself that breathed this as the sweet and stupid air in her lungs I had looked forward to tonight all week I m off tomorrow for the holiday Because I m off tomorrow, tonight belongs to me Tomorrow won t be nearly as sweet I was going to curl up with a good book I had dearly loved Vita Sackville West s No Signposts in the Sea I do not love All Passion Spent I don t think there was anything about it that I liked I m kicking myself Why couldn t I have picked something else to read When Deborah is a young woman she gives herself over to the man who asks her The book describes her secret self she would keep alive within to feed, to love, to resist losing what she wanted against the tide of duty If there is anything I have come to know about myself as a reader through writing my reviews on goodreads all of these years it is this Don t just tell me what everything means She is thinking this because this means that and because she thought that it also means this other thing That will lead to this thing happening Oh yeah, and this other thing Pretty means absolutely fuck all to me If you have to constantly write that any character is pretty you are missing the point Pedestals are wrong I don t care if the elderly friend of her happy with his hobbyhorse son Kay remained in love with Deborah for decades because he saw her look pretty one damned time No, no and no It would have meant to me to know that he resisted emotional entanglements of any kind by witnessing his restrained interactions with Kay than being told all of it on a platter Sackville West never allows them to be themselves God, that is really boring and just not even a story A woman in her eighties If you can t just be yourself without worrying about looking hot when you are eighty what is the point of living That also defeats the purpose of the premise of the book that she finally lives for herself at eighty something when the controlling husband dies If she is going to be living for herself, as her own person at long last, why is it so damned important what the three old men she rekindles acquaintences with think of her If it was as in No Signposts in the Sea the freedom of being yourself with another person, who won t think your trivial life is trivial, it would be different You meet with someone else and can go further That s beautiful That s not this book.This is Deborah s secret self She is afraid that she isn t worth very much Oh, how I wish that the pain of a muted life had been felt, had been seen Her sort of favorite daughter Edith puts herself out there only I don t see it happen so much as get the narrated treatment again She will say the wrong thing and fall in society of white sheep Her mother was never found out and what did it matter, in the end She longs for an artistic life and never moves a finger or an eye in its direction It felt like flattery of a special person she had a passing fancy of Perhaps when she was a girl someone she admired made a comment in favor of artistic people and the desire got stuck in her head and would catch up on all of her other thoughts I don t really know how she thinks, for all All Passion Spent is an echo of her thoughts She doesn t have any special feeling even for the two children she likes best Kay and Edith She considers the other bossy children to be like her husband Henry I never hated the book than when she is in love with him I don t know if their making assumptions about a person who never spoke up was any worse than the men who made assumptions about her that she wanted them to have Her kids knew a woman who just did whatever she was told and that was her on the outside to them Did her inside want anything than to vaguely wish that she had had time to reflect on what she really wanted She said yes to his marriage, or rather didn t say no I get out of imagining any young woman in her position than I do of this particular woman after reading a whole novel about her It must be hard to be married to someone with expectations that you live up to who they want you to be I know that she suffered in over her head parties and it is all in the past I m told The most telling thing about her patterns was that she repeats that Edith and Kay were her favorites for reasons other than that she cared about them The second time because they weren t Henry s in spirit It all came out sounding like flattery fulfillment than anything else I didn t like that Her ironic knowing smile when her big britches kids make plans for her she doesn t intend to follow Well, then don t But what stopped you before You, right Why is the knowing smile about them and never yourself It was this that made her and the novel appear in cahoots, her enjoyment of being sweet and put upon It isn t HER fault she doesn t live As she floats above the ground, her head a hot air balloon.I guess if there was anything I did like is that the ending is of her eldest daughter Carrie Her tummy squirming is of being judged by Misters Bucktrout and Gosheron, mommy s ardent admirers Her self, if one watches oneself in mind like passing by a mirror and see what other see instead The fear that what they see is not what you want to see is important than what they really see They represent her mother and her, the mother she didn t know and will never have again She must kill it to go on living I liked that I knew she would have to do this without being told Last damned page, though It could have been good to examine the danger of ones secret self It would be at risk every day in a world of other secret selves walking about What did that look mean, did she think me silly, I always sound so dumb But if you don t have the you that is at peace when no one else is around you are doing it wrong If you can t do it that is important I have no intention on visiting with family tomorrow It would take me ages to recover from it I would think them true and I would have to read many, many books to forget myself and them good books Why would you write about secret selves and have nothing at all about what you have to think about all of the time to survive I don t know, this whole book reads like some agreed upon system of what everyone is like anyway Pretty people with titles and houses and suitors and stuff and free time That s just not true She loves Henry so much, she didn t know him But what would she say if it happened often that he said she was intelligent How would she feel about him if she could have seen him and he never knew her No, I just don t like books that talk, talk, talk and don t ask any of the good questions anyway and they never trust you to know the secret selves at all What would they look like if you met them Would you ever know they wanted to be something than they felt they were Would they even care that you felt those same things too, or dare to dream it It pisses me off I m robbed of suspecting it about Edith because she TELLS me she does I could have wondered if Kay was so comfortable by himself he didn t worry about the insides of outsides I wouldn t like this book even without the other problems for that alone It really is the most unforgivable book mistake, for me Don t they know it is where I live Do they even care So for months she had lived intensely, secretly, building herself in preparation, though she never laid brush to canvas, and only dreamed herself away into the far future She could gauge the idleness of ordinary life by the sagging of her spirits whenever the flame momentarily burnt lower Those glimpses of futility alarmed her beyond all reason The flame had gone out, she thought in terror, every time it drooped it would never revive she must be left cold and unillumined. Introduction, by Joanna Lumley All Passion Spent Le prime 45 sono pagine di ingresso Vicenda narrata e indispensabile costruzione di atmosfera, avrei capito dopo Appena pi lunghe di quanto la mia attesa fosse disposta a sostenere, in questo periodo Stavo per lasciare, e riprendere in futuro, archiviando tuttavia nella mente una traduzione gradevole, lineare, in un italiano molto elegante e sobrio, vario e scorrevole Ma l incontro con i libri, si sa, non casuale o, sovente, non d l impressione di esserlo In un pomeriggio di pioggia nordica, ho deciso di leggere una pagina in pi e questo diventato il migliore romanzo che ho letto, e legger , nel 2011 Senza ombra di dubbio La vicenda, il contesto, anche letterario, e l argomento, sono datati Hanno una loro collocazione precisa e vi sono fiumi di saggi esplicativi, cui attingere per commentarla Ma i concetti che vi si esprimono, e la delicatezza con cui sono declinati, portano a mio avviso il marchio di una modernit assoluta e incontestabile, oggi pi che mai Di un futuribile, direi, e cristallino coraggio sociale O quello di una scomoda universalit , che forse relega questo scritto in una retrovia per poche menti serene Non so Queste, per , sono riflessioni a freddo Voglio che qui emerga, invece, la sorpresa continua e crescente che ho provato nel rapimento dei concetti Il piacere puro Lettura rilettura riflessioni libere annotazioni Un tripudio E la sottile malinconia di fine libro pure nella certezza che una sola parola in pi avrebbe rovinato, annacquandolo, questo piccolo capolavoro Ma anche l equilibrio perfetto del monologo interiore la cristallina sensibilit d autrice che, circa trentenne, descrive consapevolezze di un et che non le appartiene la lucidit spietata con cui i caratteri deprecabili, le attitudini peggiori di alcuni personaggi, non vengono stigmatizzati, bens lasciati nudi, a denunciare s stessi lo stile, impareggiabile oggi sconosciuto , di un simile atteggiamento, non solo letterario Infine, e su tutto, la profondit del ragionamento sulla vita E la meravigliosa condivisione di concetti tanto belli e naturali da definirsi, con imperdonabile errore, o con dolosa superficialit , scontati Una grandissima lettura.PS Vi , certamente, tutto un discorso sociale da intavolare sul romanzo e sull autrice sul circolo di Bloosmsbury e l amicizia con V.Woolf sulla condizione sociale delle donne nel primo trentennio del 900 sul ritmo di una narrazione che potrebbe non essere recepito, oggi, e su tanti altri aspetti meno emotivi, pi tecnici Nulla che possa comunque migliorare il gradimento, o aumentare l eventuale indifferenza, verso questo prodotto purissimo, e autonomo, di letteratura. Eppure qualcosa la offendeva quell insopportabile alterigia maschile, quella gretta remissivit femminile.Dov era la verit allora Tiranno d a, Henry l aveva defraudata della vita che si era scelta, ma gliene aveva data un altra, grandiosa, certo,splendida di mondanit se le fosse venuta voglia di queste cose o una vita, alternativamente, che la relegava nella stanza dei bambini Alla vita di lei, lui aveva sostituito la sua con i suoi interessi o quelle dei loro figli con le loro potenzialit Secondo il modo di vedere di Henry, lei doveva lasciarsi assorbire da entrambe con altrettanta gioia Non gli era mai passato per un istante nel cervello che lei potesse preferire essere semplicemente se stessa.Una parte in lei si era sottomessa.Ma la sorte attende beffarda di smascherare Lady Slane negli ultimi giorni della sua esistenza, che aveva pensato di difendere dalla mondanit , dalla avidit dei figli, e dalla energia faticosa della giovent di nipoti e pronipoti, ritirandosi in campagna lontano da tutti Ma il passato, quello vero, solo suo, la raggiungeMa ho avuto tutto quello che molte donne mi invidierebbero posizione, agi, figli, e un marito che adoravo Non avevo di che lamentarmi affatto Se non che siete stata defraudata dell unica cosa che per voi davvero contavaI vostri figli, vostro marito, gli splendori che vi circondavano non erano che altrettanti ostacoli che vi allontanavano da voi stessa Secondo il suo modo di vedere vostro marito vi ha dato tutto quel che potevate desiderare Soltanto vi ha uccisa Gli uomini, in effetti, le uccidono le donne Almeno alla maggior parte di loro piace essere uccise Ora siete in collera con me No disse Lady Slane mi sembra di sentirmi piuttosto sollevata, ora che sono stata scoperta Victoria Sackville West, amica amante di Virginia Woolf bella la sua riflessione sul ruolo delle donne nella societ , la loro libert , i fili invisibili ma tenaci degli obblighi, e del controllo che riescono a esercitare sulle scelte della loro vita.Parla poco di vecchiaia, come invece potrebbe sembrare Parla di donne E lo fa con stile e dolcezza.Una piccola perla inaspettata Geoffrey Scott, one of the many people who fell in love with Vita Sackville West over the course of her life, said that there was an indefinable something about her writing that raised above what it otherwise might have been Although he turned out to be a little crazy that s a whole other story , I can t help but think that he was right about that I certainly felt that way about All Passion Spent.Many people are not able to resist the powerful temptation to compare this work to Mrs Dalloway It is understandable both books are about an older upper class women looking back over her life, and the two authors had a love affair that began about the time Mrs Dalloway was published, and essentially ended about the time Passion came out the plots and themes of the two books even make for a really fitting metaphor about their relationship and the different conclusions that can come out of looking back and taking stock I was tempted by that road myself.But as the story went on, I really decided it would be a huge disservice to simply dismiss it as a lesser Dalloway It isn t a lesser anything, and Sackville West isn t indebted to anyone or anything but her own experiences for the story on the page The closest I can come to defining the appeal of Vita s writing or what I ve read of it so far is that it speaks to me in a voice I can easily understand, a voice I feel I ve heard inside my own head, describing my own feelings but without ever descending to the middle brow commonplaces found in so much domestic focused literature Put it better, she says things how I would like to have said them at the time observing obvious things it took me years to figure out how to articulate Her truths may be easily recognized, but they are also very poetic One of my favorite passages describes the main character, Lady Slane, driving through India with her Viceroy husband, who is describing to her the various social problems she is to address with the ladies she s about to meet While he s doing this, she is watching some butterflies outside the window and thinking instead aboutmoving into a cloud of butterflies which were her own irreverent, irrelevant thoughts, darting and dancing, but altering the pace of the progresion not by one tittle never brushing the carriage with their wings flickering always and evading sometimes rushing on ahead, but returning again to tease and to show off, having an independent and lovely lifeuntil she is recalled to her undoubtedly important duties by her husband and has to leave her ephermeral world behind It s touching to read this knowing that Vita must have been writing this partially to her husband Harold, who worked for the Foreign Office perhaps an explanation as to why she could never simply follow him around the world going to tea with other diplomats wives He eventually quit the diplomatic service for her, actually Had he stayed, this could have been her future she was always afraid of any part of her life swallowing her up, especially her marriage This is the book where she tells you why.Lady Slane is in her late eighties Her husband has just died, her children are elderly themselves, and there are scores of grandchildren and great grandchildren Lord Slane was a greatly respected public figure, she was considered the perfect wife She never really got a story of her own, having married so young when her husband dies, her children try to go on making decisions for her, and she suddenly informs them, essentially, that she is not the person that they ve taken her for their entire lives No, thank you, she is going to live out her last years exactly as she pleases, and she is going to arrange it entirely for herself.They took her for dumb, you see, because she was so often silent, so subservient to their father s every whim Silly Mother, they said, can t handle anything very real As Lady Slane herself thinks many times throughout the story, no one ever asked her what she thought, or thought that she might have an entirely different self on the inside than the one she was obliged to present to the world There s a wonderful passage about the house she acquires to live in, speaking of the need for privacy in order to maintain any part of one s self in a world that wants to take so much from youit was a very private thing, a house, private with a privacy irrespective of bolts and bars And if this superstition seemed irrational, one might reply that man himself was but a collection of atoms, even as a house was but a collection of bricks, yet man laid claim to a soul, to a spirit, to a power of recording and perception I really loved VSW s excellent treatment of the idea that people have many selves, many of which are private, some of which are easily misunderstood when only partially seen in the real world, or mistakenly slipped out in conversation For instance I adored the character of Edith, the youngest daughter of the family She is given the first chapter, and we see how perceptive she is, what a delightful perspective she has on life However, she can only get things out of her mouth sideways, voicing thoughts out loud without the accompanying train of thought that got her there so she s only seen as rude, stupid, or unfeeling It s a fascinating and a terribly sad idea that it is two worlds meeting that were never meant to is what gets you in trouble that s the only way to keep it intact Lady Slane also expresses this idea beautifully She s talking about the idea that love or relationships are indeed worthwhile and often make up for individual expression, and yetWho was she, the I that had loved And Henry, who and what was he Hidden away under the symbol of their coporeality, both in him and in her, doubtless lurked something which was themselves, but that self was hard to get at obscured by the too familiar trappings of voice, name, appearance, occupation, circumstance, even the fleeting perception of self became blunted or confused And there were many selves Do you see what I mean about taking a fairly basic truth and making it seem fresh again and yet, not hiding it behind any real tricks or disguising it behind images She says what she means, but with such a keen observation that it becomes than every day I mean, what a wonderful thought the above is It might boil down to what we ve all heard about loving yourself first before loving anyone else, but there s something there that indefinable something This is without a doubt a feminist novel an argument for the voices and lives of women being allowed to matter, not being expected to give way to men But I think it s also a general argument for anyone being allowed to make their own choice not the choice dictated to them by the thousand little circumstances of class, gender, family, which parties one attended It isn t just Lady Slane who has made compromises, been affected by her life we see her recluse possible other life love and the choices he made, her landlord, her agent.By the by, speaking of other people It really is a novel populated by great characters Edith, Genoux the maid, oh, ps, if you don t speak French there are many lines of untranslated French spoken by this character you can get by without it, but just so you know , the agent, her sons, her horrid daughter Carrie they re all recognizable and living in some way I will say here that one of the things that might bother some people about the novel is its concentration on rich, white lady problems Vita herself brings that up when Lady Slane hears Genoux s story, for the first time in the sixty years she s been with the woman she never asked In 1930, it was hard not to be conscious that there were much bigger problems with the world I kind of almost wish she hadn t brought it up, though Which sounds awful, but she only brings it up at the very end, and you can tell that it s in sort of a guilty way, like someone had just said to her, I wish I had had these problems and she felt bad I wish she had either brought it up much earlier to weave it into her tale or left it out entirely so we could journey with Lady Slane and not worry that we really should be reading someone else s story I don t know That bothered me.It is a regretful novel to a certain extent, and perhaps even a novel that could be taken to be making an argument for a withdrawl from life Lady Slane does spend an awful lot of time regretting the time and self that other people took from her over the course of her life, with not much acknowledgement of the fact that she s lived what many other people would consider to be a very full life in many respects VSW s answer to that is thisand she thought, if only I were young once , I would stand for all that was calm and contemplative, opposed to the active, the scheming the striving the false yes, the false, she exclaimed and then trying to correct herself, she wondered whether this were not merely a negative creed, a negation of life, perhaps even a confession of insufficient vitality and came to the conclusion that it was not so for in contemplation and also in the pursuit of the one chosen avocation which she had had to renounce she could pierce a to a happier life than her children who reckoned things by their results and activities I also struggle with whether I think this is merely a negative creed, and how much one could miss out on following these ideas but honestly I think VSW struggled with this herself As she wrote this book she herself was falling in love again and embarking on yet another ill advised torrid affair striving, active, needing, desiring What is worth Difficult to say.But either way, this novel is about a woman who ultimately does get the chance to come back to herself before the end, which she does in a splendid and engaging fashion I don t know about you, but I think that is a triumphant, hopeful ending.Look, I m not saying this novel is genius or anything, it certainly has its problems, the magic is certainly quieter than the great novels of this era, and I ll even admit that there s a certain amount of read this at the right time in my opinion of it But it is a novel will speak to many people for many different reasons, and for that, it deserves to be widely read than it is now. Scriveva Nick Hornby A volte un libro non pu proprio fare a meno di essere alta letteratura impotente contro le proprie complicazioni, perch le idee che contiene mettono alle corde la semplicit espressiva.Prendiamo questo libro ad esempio, 167 pagine dedicate ad una donna di ottantotto anni e ai suoi ricordi Si pu pensare ad una storia ricca di eventi la protagonista era stata vice regina delle Indie, invece gran parte del libro dedicato ai piccoli piaceri della vita quotidiana ai quali la donna decide di dedicarsi alla morte dell importante marito Non pi ricca ed attorniata da un manipolo di figli aridi e avari Cosa vuole Lady Slane Vivere senza costrizioni sociali, con poco denaro attorniata dalla bellezza di incontri puri e sinceri nella natura incontaminata tanto decantata da Constable nei suoi quadri.Eppure tutti la cercheranno, tutti sentiranno il bisogno di essere amati da questa donna silenziosa, che scava silenzi di ammirazione e stupore negli animi dei protagonisti Nel suo animo, invece, resta la tristezza di un passato in cui si donata solo agli altri, senza avere l occasione di dedicarsi al suo grande a la pittura Il matrimonio aveva chiuso tutte le ambizioni, le aveva relegate nei sogni romantici, nelle fantasticherie freudiane alle quali abbandonarsi quando non richiesta l attenzione e si pu stare in silenzio con se stessi Ora, ad ottantotto anni ogni passione spenta, ma con serenit , senza rimpianti dolorosi, perch il suo a per l arte, nonostante tutto, ha vivificato ogni singolo giorno della sua vita anche se non diventata una pittricequello che mi piace in certe persone, non che si soffermano morbosamente sul senso della morte, ma che mantengono incessantemente il senso di quello che, secondo loro, essenziale nella vita La morte, tutto ben sommato, un episodio Anche la vita un semplice avvenimento Le cose che intendo io sono al di l dell una e dell altra A Vita Sackville West va riconosciuta una grande capacit narrativa, uno stile educato, pulito, aggraziato in cui prevalgono le descrizioni come prospettiva dell animo, come corollario di un teorema ben tratteggiato Ma che descrizioni Che piacere lasciarsi cullare dalle parole e viaggiare tra riflessi di luce e colori cangianti Il finale lascia un po perplessi, un po lasciato l , senza cure, ma alla fine tutto il libro sia lo stile, sia la prosa in s in perfetta sintonia con la voce della protagonista e con la sua storia Un bel libro che alla fine lascia un senso di serenit e fa rimpiangere un tempo in cui solo chi era capace pubblicava libri.