[ Epub ] ❦ In Love Author Alfred Hayes – Natus-physiotherapy.co.uk

In Love New York In The 1950s A Man On A Barstool Is Telling A Story About A Woman He Met In A Bar, Early Married And Soon Divorced, Her Child Farmed Out To Her Parents, Good Looking, If A Little Past Her Prime They D Gone Out, They D Grown Close, But As Far As He Was Concerned It Didn T Add Up To Much He Was A Busy Man Then One Day, Out Dancing, She Runs Into A Rich Awkward Lovelorn Businessman He Ll Pay For Her To Be His, Pay Her A Lot And Now The Narrator Discovers That He Is As Much In Love With Her As She Is With Him, Perhaps , Though It Will Take Him A While To Realize Just How Utterly Lost He Is Executed With The Cool Smoky Brilliance Of A Classic Miles Davis Track, In Love Is An Unequaled Exploration Of The Tethered And Untethered Heart.


10 thoughts on “In Love

  1. says:

    In the beginning You really loved me But I was blindI could not see Now that you left me Oh how I cried You don t miss your water till your well runs dry The TriffidsWas will das Weib Freud sighed, acknowledging that despite 30 years of exploring the feminine soul and mind, he still didn t had any clue In a melancholic monologue, addressing a nameless girl sitting next to him in a bar, a nameless man unburdens his heart, ruminating on his failed, slightly traumatic relationship with a nameless woman In the beginning the young woman divorced, with a child appears rather vulnerable, fragile, bruised, easy for the man almost twice her age to dominate, almost an not overly cherished object to him, rather some disposable, trivial commodity, only a cog in a simple sequence of pleasures to fill the emptiness of his long evenings and ease the pressures of his loneliness , convenient as long as it suits him, but not really necessary in his life.But then the tables are turned Her fragility is deceptive To her, all is fair in love and war The balance of power shifts as a rival enters, at first laughed away as a potential threat by the two lovers As the man gradually loses the woman, he envisages that she too has her own agenda in love he is on...


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    This is a wrenching book which is a high compliment It s an unsparing examination of a doomed love affair in post WWII New York, from the perspective of a 40 year old man who is looking back on what he has lost, not with sentimentality, but with all the difficult emotions we have difficulty admitting to ourselves Anger, bitterness, resentment, self blame color his recollections The relationship he recalls is fraught with complications He was seeing a beautiful woman who longed for commitment and stability stability both in terms of her status in the relationship, but also in terms of material possessions Her lover eschews conventional commitments, questioning her priorities as he intellectualizes his own A wealthy man enters the woman s life, and proposes to pay her 1,000 in return for a night with her These flawed characters are all lost in some way, none able to fulfill the desires and needs of the other Hayes represents their conflicts and raw emotions with prose that moves from sheer beauty to breathtaking anger His is an economical style that took my breath away at times I can t remember the last time that I read a novel that conveyed fury with such intensity Throughout the novel, Hayes prose kept drawing me in He explores the anguish we hide behind a placid mask It was becoming painful to think There seemed to be inside me whole areas I had to be careful of I could feel my mind, like a paw, wince away f...


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    Love, that misused, overabused idea, the tendrils of which coil around our everyday existence and refuse to loosen their collective tenacious grip The illusion of which is sold in glittery packages of puce and pink to the masses like Marx s opium in the form of songs, messages and merchandise wrapped up in artifice A full fledged day devoted to singing its praises every year and the carefully orchestrated alignment of our feelings with soulless consumerism Too much cynicism Perhaps Love bade me welcome yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin George HerbertOn a sombre wintry Sunday afternoon, while browsing my kindle shelves I tapped the lovely NYRB cover image of In Love which had been lying ignored, buried under a burgeoning heap of newer additions and purchases Thank you Kris, for your beautiful review which caused me to request this on Netgalley A few pages into it, and my faith in humanity was restored partially with the realization that not all finer nuances of this emotion have been sacrificed on the altar of the virulently corporatized culture of our times.There s still poetry in living There s a strange kind of fulfillment even in grief and disenchantment There s Alfred Hayes and his pain soaked hymn to a doomed love affair And there are publishing houses li...


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    I really didn t have a good vice Liquor in moderate quantities Love on the installment plan Wouldn t it be nice if I could really cultivate some impressive vice Some excessive cruelty or some astonishing sacrifice But not even that Instead, we complain in small voices Complain we ve married the wrong girl, taken the wrong job, lived the wrong life.And what pitiful attempts we make at cures we raise vegetables in ridiculous gardens, we apply for memberships in athletic clubs, we promise ourselves to read again all the important books we ve neglected We think that what we want is a simpler life, and a active, a eternal one, and every Wednesday we diligently attend the square dances at the local schoolhouse imagining that a Virginia reel is the way back into a friendly community, and that denims and a checked shirt will restore ...


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    Most of us, fortunate enough to have been In Love, no doubt think of that time as one of joy, a discovery of that which completes us, maybe even a transcending passion If you ve been in love, you probably know you can t define it Not really You just know, or remember, that wonderful feeling And perhaps you ve fallen out of love Maybe you can t define that either But you know the difference In Love Out of Love.That s not what the author is talking about here when he talks about being In Love, but perhaps you might recognize this It s the kind of Love when the timing s not right, when circumstances might not allow it, when misunderstanding smirks.The narrator of this novella is an unnamed writer so it could be the author or, you know, it could be another unnamed writer There s an unnamed woman, so she too could be anyone They are lovers, but nothing the narrator says tells me they are In Love There may be an emotional disconnect, but the reader me isn t sure whose fault that is The narrator seems to lack the ability or desire to commit But, the woman The woman meets a wealthy man Who offers her 1,000 The woman says NO, then she says Yes, then she says No, then she says YES She tells all this to our narrator Who is still clueless, until he is not One ought at least to be discrim...


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    Alfred Hayes colabor con directores de cine tan destacados como Roberto Rossellini o Vittorio de Sica disfrutando de cierta fama y reconocimiento en los a os 50 Tras d cadas de olvido, lo recuper recientemente The New York Review of Books y yo he tenido que leer la novela en la edici n argentina La bestia equil tera pues nadie publica a Hayes en Espa a La traducci n tiene algunos, no demasiados, modismos argentinos que para un espa ol puede chocar un poco en la voz de personajes neoyorquinos Pero ni eso ni el machismo, y hasta la misoginia, que se percibe en algunos momentos estamos en el New York de Mad men han impedido que disfrute mucho de esta historia sobre una ruptura sentimental Argumentalmente, la novela no es nada del otro mundo, algo banal en esencia en un bar, un escritor en horas bajas le cuenta a una desconocida su historia de amor y desamor con una bella bailarina sin talento Sin embargo, el resultado no puede ser m s brillante Toda la novela, todo su valor, todo su inter s descansa en la voz que narra y en lo que esta voz comunica El relato est escrito desde una muy h bil tercera persona que generosamente cede todo el protagonismo al personaje masculino en un mon logo todo desolaci n y tristeza Algo como esto perdonad las numerosas citas pero no me puedo resistir a la tentaci n de compartirlas con vosotros Los enamorados es de esos libros e...


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    Dry your eyes mateI know it s hard to take but her mind has been made upThere s plenty fish in the seaDry your eyes mateI know you want to make her see how much this pain hurtsBut you ve got to walk away nowIt s overThere s that phrase, a heartbreaking work of staggering genius, that should be used to refer to John Williams Stoner whenever it is mentioned, but with Alfred Hayes In Love I m starting to collect such similar works Whilst not on the same level as Stoner or Isherwood s Simple Man it still manages to speak to the psyche of the adult male damaged by a lifetime of loss I started to save quotes as I went but such was the frequency and the potency of the prose contained within this little novella of heartbreak that it just seemed like an exercise in futility trying to list them all, you may as well just read the brief and wonderful work for yourself We go from disappointment to disappointment, from hope to denial, from expectation to surrender, as we grow older, thinking or coming to think that what was wrong was the wanting, so intense it hurt us, and believing or coming to believe that hope was our mistake and expectation our error, and that ever...


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    I may never comeback to this same feelingthat my desire is pressingbut I want to talkabout how it feelsto be held so hardthat your body is worthlessI want to talk aboutall that happens inside methat I can t see Gale ThompsonFrom the very beginning this novel elicited strong emotions in me For the most part, they weren t complimentary There were times during the first 60 or so pages I wanted to toss the book out the window I didn t know at that stage that the man, asking a woman in a bar if he appeared to be a man, was going to be anything other than a fool It took falling from a great height to make him a man, or the ghost of one The how and why of it proved to be pretty darn revelatory The relationship between the narrator and his lover, born of convenience and comfort devolves with an awful momentum We learn so much about her cluttered, fixed life and know what it is she wants, which is not in his wheelhouse his amusement park of pleasure The strength of this novel is the authors controlled, evocative prose and the sharp lens he employs to examine the breakdown of this relationship.The last three chapters are gorgeous, moving and ...


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    We need, in love, to practice only this letting each other go For holding on comes easily we do not need to learn it. Rainer Maria RilkeIt has been a long time since I have written a review on here, and for that matter a long time since I have really read a book cover to cover November was, and December is now, a bit of the doldrums for my reading Something about the cold, grey sky and the gawky black skeletons of trees, my little crackling lungs letting out clouds of breath something about the winter settles into my bones and it s a sort of depression of my body I don t do what I love to do I sit and sip tea, and go to bed I write a lot of bad sentences My brain isn t frozen but its becomes slack and lazy Alfred Hayes In Love marked a temporary break in this mental slackness for me it was a rapid read, I was roped up and held bound to it, despite its brevity and ambiguity, it is an incredibly powerful novel.Written and published in the years following the second World War, when the U...


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    In this short but powerful novella, British author Alfred Hayes paints a beautiful portrait on love and loss while holding up a mirror, making us question what it really means to feel The only thing we haven t lost, I thought, is the ability to suffer We re fine at suffering But it s such a noiseless suffering We never disturb the neighbours with it We collapse, but we collapse in the most disciplined way That s us That s certainly us The disciplined collapsers I rather think though its the acrobat, as in my dream, with the dangerous, vanity driven, and meaningless life, who s most like us At least it seems to me that paltry costume, that pride because the tricks accomplished and once again he hasn t fallen.The whole point is that nothing can save us but a good fall ...


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