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From the highly acclaimed author of Out of Egypt and Call Me by Your Name , a series of linked essays on memory by "the poet of disappointed love--and of the city" ( New York Times Book Review ).In these fourteen essays Andre Aciman, one of the most poignant stylists of his generation, dissects the experience of loss, moving from his forced departure from Alexandria as a teenager, though his brief stay in Europe and finally to the home he's made (and half invented) on Manhattan's Upper West Side.From False Papers : We remember not because we have something we wish to go back to, nor because memories are all we have. We remember because memory is our most intimate, most familiar gesture. Most people are convinced I love Alexandria. In truth, I love remembering Alexandria. For it is not Alexandria that is beautiful. Remembering is beautiful.
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False Papers, André Aciman
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- Publicado en
- 2001
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- Título
- False Papers
- Idioma
- Inglés
- Autores
- André Aciman
- Editorial
- Picador
- Publicado en
- 2001
- Formato
- Tapa blanda
- Páginas
- 192
- ISBN10
- 0312420056
- ISBN13
- 9780312420055
- Serie
- Etiquetas
- No ficción, Tema histórico, Historia, Historias reales, Biografías, Autobiografías y memorias, Periodismo & Ensayos, Egipto, El Cairo
- Calificación
- 3,95 de 5
- Descripción
- From the highly acclaimed author of Out of Egypt and Call Me by Your Name , a series of linked essays on memory by "the poet of disappointed love--and of the city" ( New York Times Book Review ).In these fourteen essays Andre Aciman, one of the most poignant stylists of his generation, dissects the experience of loss, moving from his forced departure from Alexandria as a teenager, though his brief stay in Europe and finally to the home he's made (and half invented) on Manhattan's Upper West Side.From False Papers : We remember not because we have something we wish to go back to, nor because memories are all we have. We remember because memory is our most intimate, most familiar gesture. Most people are convinced I love Alexandria. In truth, I love remembering Alexandria. For it is not Alexandria that is beautiful. Remembering is beautiful.