“You think that I am naive, but it is you who are naive. You have no idea what is happening inside of you when you look at a painting. You think that you are getting close to art voluntarily, enticed by its beauty, that this intimacy is taking place in an atmosphere of freedom and that delight is being born in you spontaneously, lured by the divine rod of Beauty. In truth, a hand has grabbed you by the scruff of the neck, led you to this painting and has thrown you to your knees. A will mightier than your own told you to attempt to experience the appropriate emotions. Whose hand and whose will? That hand is not the hand of a single man, the will is collective, born in an interhuman dimension, quite alien to you. So you do not admire at all, you merely try to admire.”
Quote by Witold Gombrowicz
Work
This book is a diary, a form of autobiographical writing that captures the author's personal experiences, observations, and emotions on a day-to-day basis. The content typically includes accounts of daily life, introspective musings, and reactions to surrounding events. As a literary genre, diaries offer an intimate glimpse into the author's private world, often revealing their innermost thoughts and personal growth over the period covered. The specific details, such as the author's identity, the time frame, and the particular events described, are not specified in the title alone, so the description remains general, focusing on the common characteristics of diary writing. more
Author
Witold Gombrowicz was a Polish novelist known for his unique literary style and profound psychological insights. His works often explore the relationship between individuals and society, as well as the complexities of human nature. Born on August 4, 1904, he passed away on July 24, 1969. more
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