In the final section of this book – a rather interminable, and completely serious, discussion about dream interpretation, which is so 1995 of them – Sodre and Byatt explain that the choice of books to include was totally based on vibes. These are six of their favourite books, which explains why the connections between them are tenuous at best. I mainly picked this up because Mansfield Park is my favourite Austen and I will really read any piece of Austen literary critique I find (it’s thin on the ground compared to biographical stuff). Equally I like Villette, and have read Daniel Deronda. Owning this volume inspired me to read the three other books, of which the only one I liked was The Professor’s House; on the other hand, I bought two more Cathers on the back of it, so hopefully that works out well. I truly despised An Unofficial Rose, so it’s both funny and infuriating to see these women wasting their brainpower on it. Overall it was an interesting experience; I have a similar volume by Harold Bloom I haven’t read because again, I haven’t got around to reading all it covers, and another by FR Leavis, whose chapter on Eliot aggravated me by his constant repetition of ‘she’s good FOR A WOMAN’. Contrast Sodre and Byatt on this:
‘In novels by men about the relations between men and women, on the whole women are somehow expected to respond to masterfulness. In novels by women, on the whole, what they respond to is people observing their feelings, people treating them as people, people being kind.’
What was most interesting for me was how the discussion of these books inspired thoughts on the craft of writing itself. Byatt is quite insistent on the concept of The Work, which I appreciate. Also the value of solitude, and the questionable value of having a family life to distract you.
‘[Eliot] said, if you renounce something for virtuous reasons, you are not compensated for that renunciation. If you give something up, you give it up. And you become the person who has given that up. If you are virtuous, virtue doesn’t bring any rewards other than being virtuous.’
‘Daniel Deronda moved me much more than most novels about artists because it did include the work. You can’t be a good artist if you don’t have a craft. It can’t just be inspiration. It has to be something technical that you can really do.’
‘But his wife and children and sons-in-law are somehow stopping him having this sense of what it is to be human. Now I know this feeling myself well enough to know that Willa Cather hadn’t invented it. It’s deep in our nature.’
Cather: ‘There were other crusades many centuries ago when all the good men who were otherwise unemployed, and their wives and progeny, set out for Palestine. But they found that the holy sepulchre was a long way off, and there was no beaten path thereto, and the mountains were high and the sands hot, and the waters of the desert were bitter brine. So they decided to leave the journey to the pilgrims who were madmen anyway, without homes; who found the water no bitterer than their own tears and the desert sands no hotter than the burning hearts within them. In the kingdom of art there is no God but one God and his service is so exacting that there are few men born of woman who are strong enough to take the vows. There is no paradise offered for a reward to the faithful, no celestial bowers, no houris, no scented wines; only death and the truth.’
Murdoch: ‘Rilke said of Cezanne that he did not paint ‘I like it’, he painted ‘There it is’. This is not easy and requires, in art or morals, a discipline.[...] We see in mediocre art, where perhaps it is even more clearly seen than in mediocre conduct, the intrusion of fantasy, the assertion of self, the dimming of any reflection of the real world.’
I also like this point about modern university education – I always enjoyed most small-group discussion as well. And this was made long before pandemic-mandated virtual learning, before the Internet!
‘Writing lectures was one way of acquiring and ordering knowledge, but actually working something out with somebody, in conversation, was quite another thing, and equally valid. If I could change the universities now, I would abolish all the lectures, put them on video once and for all, and reinstitute seminars. If you don’t discuss, you don’t understand.’