The plot of the book initially presents Ulrike's "Platform" as being replaced by erotic adventures with existential crisis-driven questions. However, these two books have very little in common, mainly the influence of parallelism is in question. Both protagonists are tormented by their circumstances, being dissatisfied with their own ignorance, intellectual data, and simply life.

Perhaps this book can be a target for many bourgeois or accidentally overinflated people's opinions. Nevertheless, it remains unclear why the main character is so confident. Since Ionesco writes these works, as well as the book, with a backward gaze, with a desire for the Roman-absurd, some things become logical for the reader, for example, why the character is constantly focused on these rhetorical, banal, existential questions. The author, at one moment, names philosophy as the source of possible answers to these questions. However, this is not an indication and at the same time, there is no hope in the text. In short, there is nothing hopeful in the book. Perhaps the reader may have a slight consolation in the fact that the protagonist is not in a similar condition.

The book is easy to read and rich in a tragic aspect.

There are parallels that are not used to demonstrate knowledge and that logically connect the text.

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Fantástica! This is such an amazing piece that I simply must read it for the second time. It has truly taken me by surprise. From the moment I started reading, I was hooked. The story unfolds in the most captivating way, with vivid descriptions and engaging characters. I found myself completely immersed in the world that the author has created.

It's not often that I come across a piece of writing that has such a profound impact on me. This one definitely stands out. I would highly recommend it to anyone who loves to read. Whether you're a fan of fiction or non-fiction, this article has something for everyone. It's a must-read!

I read and at the same time listened to S. Mykolaitis' extracts from the book (http://www.lrt.lt/mediateka/irasas/10...).

The first 90 pages were captivating. The inner experiences of a person were described incredibly masterfully: suffering, the search for happiness, the ambiguous relationship with fate: adaptation, adjustment, and resistance to it. However, I didn't understand the ending. It was unclear where the connection was between the external events and the inner experiences. If the author's intention was to create and leave a sense of uncertainty for the reader, what the heroes of the book felt - then he succeeded.

The detailed descriptions of the inner world made me empathize with the characters. I could feel their pain, their hopes, and their struggles. It was like I was a part of their lives. The author's use of language was also very impressive. The words flowed smoothly, creating a vivid and engaging picture in my mind. Overall, it was a very interesting and thought-provoking read.

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A nameless and faceless man had inherited a fortune, and now at the age of thirty-five, he had resigned from the job he had held for fifteen years and bought an apartment in a relatively upscale part of Paris. He had also hired a servant to make his life more comfortable. No work, no worries. He had arranged his lunches and dinners in such an orderly manner that he would go and sit in a corner of a nearby restaurant, away from others, and watch the comings and goings of people on the adjacent street, busy with eating and drinking. He had no wife, no children, and few friends. It is true that he had found relief from the hardships of administrative work and the daily grind of going to the office, and for this reason he was somewhat happy. But he did not know that this was the reason he had saved his life from the office.

Not for Kiev. Not for entertainment. Not for idleness and uselessness. It is true that he was a disheartened employee. But all of this was not what had driven him to the corner apartment on the third floor of a residential complex. He was lost in his thoughts and dreams. Engulfed in fears and thoughts for which he had no answers in his mind. And he could not find any good in these thoughts and fears.

Was he a fugitive? He could neither tolerate the crowd nor loneliness.

Was he depressed? He was worried. Confused. He admitted to sadness, melancholy, fatigue, and boredom from the passage of the world. But it was not clear that he was depressed. Unless the rumors labeled him as such.

It seemed that he had taken on this corner-sitting on his own accord. A corner-sitter of thoughts and ideas that had no end. And for everything that came to his mind, there was another thought that emptied the ground beneath his feet.

Wallowing in these thoughts had led his work to a place where it had taken a philosophical turn. He had also replied that all these questions he was facing were not new questions, and there were many treatises and books that had dealt with them. There were many people who had given in to despair and hopelessness. But their families had been comforted by the literary and artistic works they had created; they had found solace in what they called culture.

But he was not satisfied with these. It is true that sometimes it seemed that this amateurishness in his philosophical thoughts was what had made him unable to answer all these questions. But it seemed that a philosophical answer did not convince him either.

His repeated self-reflections and metaphysical anxieties had made his work empty.

The female gender has always seemed to me like a kind of wound in the lower abdomen between the thighs.

It was like a chasm, but more than that, an open, enormous, incurable, deep wound. It has always made me feel both fear and pity at the same time.

Yes, it was a chasm.

Love was like a bridge thrown into the abyss, a form of desperation, a way of dying while accepting death.

It was a complex and mysterious concept that eluded easy understanding.

The female body, with its perceived vulnerability and the emotions it could evoke, was both alluring and terrifying.

Love, on the other hand, was a risky endeavor, a leap of faith into the unknown.

It was a force that could either bring great joy or profound pain.

Yet, despite the risks, people continued to seek love, driven by an innate desire for connection and meaning.

Perhaps it was in the acceptance of this duality, of the fear and the longing, that true understanding and growth could be found.

Alone Man starts with a middle-aged man who quits his job due to the inheritance left to him, buys a new house, and begins to build a new life pattern. With this new beginning, as our character wanders in his mind, we read his inquiries related to life, death, the past, and memories, as well as his existential sufferings. At this point, I got the impression that it is a very similar work to Naked Man, but despite the similarities, I saw that Alone Man has many other troubles. Although the book is thin, it continued to unfold its buds as it progressed and was wrapped in magnificent themes. It was almost peeled layer by layer until the last page, and this was so profound that it was possible to draw inferences about a whole bunch of topics from the book, and to see all these topics as details that are connected to each other and lead to the same point. Besides turning into a magnificent book about the inner world of man and human psychology, it was also wonderful that it dealt with the reflection of these on man's relationship with society and the universe. I loved it very, very much. ✍

A story about the pain of living. Maybe every day we should try to live a little more?

Life is full of challenges and difficulties that can cause us a great deal of pain and discomfort. We often find ourselves struggling to get through each day, feeling exhausted and drained.

But what if we changed our perspective and started to look at life as an opportunity to grow and learn? What if we made a conscious effort to live each day to the fullest, to embrace the good and the bad?

Perhaps we should take the time to appreciate the small things in life, like a beautiful sunset or a kind word from a stranger. Maybe we should pursue our passions and do the things that make us happy, even if they seem scary or difficult.

After all, life is too short to waste on things that don't matter. We should strive to live a life that is full of meaning and purpose, a life that we can look back on with pride and satisfaction.

So the next time you're feeling down or discouraged, remember this story and try to find the courage to live a little more.

Mereu avusesem sentimentul că există ceva care lipseste. Așa că părea că nu exista decât lipsa. Ce lipsea? Ce-mi lipsea? M-am dorit să știu totul. Asta-mi lipsea. Că nu știusem. Că nu știam totul. Eram ignorant, dar nu suficient ca să nu-mi dau seama că eram ignorant.

După ce ne fuseserăm abandonați unul de altul, ne-am abandonat unul pe altul.

Nu eram revoltat. Nici resemnat nu eram, pentru că nu știam la ce trebuia să mă resemn. Nici la ce societate să visez pentru a trăi în bucurie.

Deoarece, așa putea spune, lispa de bani, serviciul obscur ne-ar fi împiedicat elanul. Dar dragostea trece munții, dragostea sfărâmă lanturile, sfărâmă pierdicile. Nimic nu-i rezistă, doar o știm bine. Numai propria mediocritate ne face să cedăm, să renunțăm. "Marea Dragoste" nu știe ce înseamnă renunțarea, nici nu cunoaște o astfel de problemă. Nu se resemnează niciodată. Resemnarea e pentru mediocri, la fel și eșecul.

Maybe I will understand Camus's The Stranger now that I have understood this.

It seems like I had to have reached a certain realm, or phase, of a particular perspective to human existence to be able to read this book.

This realization has dawned on me as I delved deeper into the exploration of my own thoughts and emotions.

There is so much happiness in letting myself fall into a book about a character's solitude.

It allows me to step into their shoes, experience their isolation, and yet find a strange kind of comfort in it.

Being able to trust the story in its raw truth is like uncovering a hidden gem.

It reveals the unfiltered reality of human nature, the flaws, the uncertainties, and the beauty that lies within.

Through this book, I am beginning to see the world from a different angle, and it is a journey that I am eager to continue.

I believe that with each passing page, I am getting closer to understanding not only the character in the story but also myself a little better.

A book about a life of missed opportunities. The whirlpool of nihilistic thoughts of the protagonist put my small identity crisis, which I am currently struggling with, into perspective once again.

“After my seventh aperitif, I thought there was neither the real nor the unreal, neither truth nor lie. All philosophers, all theologians are good or bad, depending on whether one wants or not. This made me laugh. I looked at the passers-by again. All are different from each other, and all are the same.” (p. 67)

“Are you sure that you exist?” (p. 96)

This book seems to be a profound exploration of the human condition. The protagonist's nihilistic musings force the reader to question their own beliefs and sense of self. It makes one wonder if there is any true meaning or purpose in life. The lines quoted here are just a small sample of the thought-provoking ideas presented in the book. It challenges us to look beyond the surface and consider the deeper implications of our existence. It's a book that has the potential to引发 a significant shift in one's perspective and may even help us find a new way to navigate our own identity crises.