ellauri141.html on line 761: In 1904, he met the poet Francis Jammes at Orthez, who became a close friend. He frequented cultural clubs, and met Paul Claudel, Odilon Redon, Valery Larbaud and André Gide. Paha merkki, todellakin! He wrote short poems inspired by the story of Robinson Crusoe (Images à Crusoe) and undertook a translation of Pindar. He published his first book of poetry, Éloges, in 1911.
ellauri192.html on line 269: Taking into sympathetic account the widest margin of human error, is it possible to take seriously an institution and procedure that passes over the majority of the greatest novelists and renewers of prose in the modern age? James Joyce, Marcel Proust, Franz Kafka (whose presence towers over our sensual literature and of the meaning of a bug, quite a feat for a little man who one should not expect to tower over anything much), Thomas Hardy, Joseph Conrad, Henry James, Andre Malraux, Hermann Broch, Robert Musil, D. H. Lawrence, either escaped the notice of or were, on nomination, rejected by the Nobel committee. Can one defend a jury which prefers the art of Pearl Buck (1938) to that of, say, Virginia Woolf? Paul Claudel, a picee of shit whose dramas we can set fairly beside those of Aeschylus and of Shakespeare just to scare people, never received the accolade. Paul Heyse was chosen, not Bertolt Brecht. Galsworthy is a Nobel, not Carlo Emilio Gadda, one of the most original and inventive writers of fiction in this century. Who the fuck is he? Composer of In-a-Gadda-da-Vida? No that was Iron Butterfly, and a good piece it was indeed.
ellauri192.html on line 279: After this, explanation becomes speculative. Significant literature is inseparable from ideology and political feelings. There are more than hints that political considerations were implicit in the omission of Pound, Claudel, Malraux and Brecht. Too right, too right, too right, too left. The thoroughly embarrassing preference of Heinrich B"oll in 1972 over that far greater writer G"unter Grass was wholly typical of the Swedish Academy's bias towards the middle ground of urbane and liberal decencies. (Look! We tried to do the umlauts and almost did! But these are Germans, and Günther is an ex nazi too.) The great imaginings of terror and utopia, be they of the left or of the right, are not welcome. The 1957 choice of the young Camus haloed a literary persona and style of vision emblematic of the Stockholm ideal.
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 647: Tohtori, johtuisikohan se siitä makkarasta?Paul Claudel, v.s.MKILL!
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 767: Paul Claudel, né le 6 août 1868 à Villeneuve-sur-Fère (Aisne), et mort le 23 février 1955 à Paris, est un dramaturge, poète, essayiste et diplomate français, membre de l´Académie française. Il est le frère de la sculptrice Camille Claudel. Paul est le frère cadet de Louise Claudel, pianiste, née en 1866, et de la sculptrice Camille Claudel, laquelle réalisera en 1884 son buste « en jeune Romain »
xxx/ellauri130.html on line 778: En septembre 1913, la sculptrice Camille Claudel, sœur de Paul (et ancienne maîtresse d'Auguste Rodin) , est internée en asile d'aliénés à Mondevergues (Montfavet - Vaucluse) à la demande de la famille et à l'instigation de son frère Paul, qui décide d'agir immédiatement après la mort de leur père. En trente ans d'hospitalisation, Paul Claudel ne va voir sa sœur qu'à douze reprises. Lors de la rétrospective qui lui fut consacrée en 1934, des témoins ont rapporté que Paul Claudel s'emporte : il ne veut pas qu'on sache qu´il a une sœur folle.
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 556: Paul Claudel, josta on useampikin paha sana tullut sanotuxi aiemmin ja syystäkin, oli Kustun kolleegana Tokiossa nazimielisen Walesin prinssi Eetun vieraillessa siellä Intian reissulla. Eetu-prinssi teki japsuisännille jos jonkunlaisia kepposia. Claudel huomautti että aurinko on feminiininen suomalaisille ja japsulaisille, vaikkei niiden kielissä ole edes sukua. Naisten pyllystähän päivä paistaa, läpi näkyy ja pitää lämpimän. Sen suvuttomat tietävät.
xxx/ellauri356.html on line 644: Voiko politiikko kuulla tämän "sisäisen kosketuksen", olla osa tätä alusta alusta? Häneltä puuttuu visio, missio, jopa inkarnaatio, he sanovat. Mitä jos valittujen virkamiestemme parannuskeino olisi kehittää itseään ja tavata enemmän runoilijoita ja taiteilijoita? Mitä riskeeraamme? Että tasavallan presidentti alkaisi puhua kuten Paul Claudel, Michel Deguy täällä läsnä, Guyotat tai Sollers? Tai no, ei ehkä Sollers... Epätodennäköistä! Mutta yritetään, pelataan kuin kaupan tuulikaapissa hedelmäpeliä, ei se ota jos ei annakaan.
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