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«Quando me levantei, a Jean disse-me:
- És um jogador, senhor Barnes.
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Terei sido um jogador ao longo da vida? Umas vezes, sim, outras não. Mas ela não quis dizer que eu era um oportunista. Ela quis dizer: que eu era um apostador em relação à vida dos outros. Mas, no fundo, não é isso que todos os romancistas fazem? Pelos menos, nos seus livros.»
[Absolutamente. Mr. Barnes.]
— Feb 23, 2026 01:41AM
- És um jogador, senhor Barnes.
[...]
Terei sido um jogador ao longo da vida? Umas vezes, sim, outras não. Mas ela não quis dizer que eu era um oportunista. Ela quis dizer: que eu era um apostador em relação à vida dos outros. Mas, no fundo, não é isso que todos os romancistas fazem? Pelos menos, nos seus livros.»
[Absolutamente. Mr. Barnes.]
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«Sim, é mais difícil fazer novos amigos à medida que se envelhece - mas também é mais gratificante quando isso acontece. Subitamente, tem-se uma presença estranha completamente nova na nossa vida, com um passado e um futuro por explorar - e, entretanto, quantas coisas há sobre as quais falar. É esta a alegria de "novos novos" amigos.»
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Théo d'Or wrote: "I am curious how you experience this, Maria. Do you ever feel that reading Barnes can pull you into a kind of melancholy, as if his way creates its own subtle depressive atmosphère ? I've been thin..."Bonjour, Théo !
I’m only on page 85 of the book, so I can’t answer your question definitively. I don’t know what led Julian Barnes to end his career. as a writer. But the fact that he tells us this will be his last book strikes me as a gesture of respect towards his readers. And I know that you, like me, are an admirer of Barnes.
The tone is nostalgic — which I find rather appealing, perhaps because we Portuguese have a touch of nostalgia in our temperament as well. There’s a line in the book suggesting that a tragedy with a happy ending may work in films, but not in life. And he draws an intriguing analogy between certain illnesses — incurable yet treatable — and life itself, which is curable but not treatable. Fascinating, isn’t it?
Merci.
Théo d'Or wrote: "What also fascinates me about Barnes is how his life prepared him for the writer he became. And I love the détail that both his parents were French teachers. It makes sense that his work is full of..."Thank you for sharing that with me, Théo. In the 85 pages I’ve read so far, there are already several references to French writers. It’s fascinating how Julian Barnes writes about memory in Proust. There’s something I’d like to share with you: Julian Barnes was born in January, like you and me. I was born on the 17th, you on the 18th, this extraordinary writer on the 19th. It’s lovely, isn’t it — what a coincidence?
Merci. Tu es toujours très gentil.
Maria wrote: "Continuação de boa leitura, querida Maria 💕Espero que o sol continue a brilhar na “Inbicta”
Beijinho de saudades 😘"
Obrigada, querida Maria.
Saudades tuas.
Estive na esplanada até às 19.30, "inbicto" sol. Foi excelente, apesar de uma gaivota atrevida ter comido as minhas batatas fritas - nem uma sobrou para amostra.
Beijinhos (reserva alguns para a tua mãe). 🌺🌻
Hehe. As gaivotas são super malandrasSei duma história duma gaivota que roubava pastéis de Belém às pessoas que os saboreavam no jardim de Belém
Beijinhos , querida Maria. Alegra-me saber que aproveitaste o sol 😘💕
Théo d'Or wrote: "Maria, you always spot the truth hiding in the corner. You have this rare talent for taking a heavy idea and turning it into something strangely comforting. You don't deny the hard truth, but you r..."Bonjour, Théo !
Oops—I don’t get notifications. On Goodreads, you need intuition to stumble upon comments as magnificently written as yours. Julian Barnes is not a Proustian; he quotes Proust more to correct him than to agree with him. As Barnes writes in this book: "Don’t wake a sleeping dog."
Merci.
Maria wrote: "Hehe. As gaivotas são super malandrasSei duma história duma gaivota que roubava pastéis de Belém às pessoas que os saboreavam no jardim de Belém
Beijinhos , querida Maria. Alegra-me saber que apr..."
HaHa....Que betinhas as gaivotas de Belém....
Uma história encantadora.
Beijinhos, minha querida.
Hehe. Gaivotas Betinhas, gostei dessa.Só faltou a meia de leite a acompanhar 😉
Beijinho, querida Maria. 😘
Se vieres a Belém, convém averiguares se há gaivotas por perto antes de te sentares no jardim a saborear um pastel 😉
Bonjour, Théo !Ça va? When you’re not around, I seem to find you chez Maria :))
Parfois and Toujours never blame one another; each knows the other’s place in the world.
Mª and I are reading this together — you could always drift our way.
Merci.
Théo d'Or wrote: "Bonjour, Celeste ! The truth is - I am very easy to be find, my universe being like a yellow submarine shuttling back and forth, between Maria and you, the only passengers on board :))And regardin..."
Bonjour, Théo !
You write marvellous comments, Toujours, and your imagination is truly prodigious. A plane without wings, you say? You’ve got all the ingredients here for a short story — why don’t you write it? I’ve missed your reviews. When’s the next one due?
Merci.
Théo d'Or wrote: "....meanwhile, I made à stopover in Afonso's world."Oh, I posted a comment on your review a few minutes ago.
Merci, Théo.
Espero que o sol continue a brilhar na “Inbicta”
Beijinho de saudades 😘