There can be no life without faith and love - faith in a human heart, love of a human being.
One day, Alvan Hervey arrives home after a long and tiring day at work. As he walks through the door, he notices a letter lying on the table. His heart skips a beat as he recognizes his wife's handwriting. With a sense of dread, he opens the letter and reads the words that shatter his world.
She has left him for another man.
"She's gone…" he whispers to himself, his voice filled with pain and disbelief.
Hence begins the psychological study of a betrayed husband who cares only about the shame his wife's conduct will cause and other people's opinion. He is consumed by thoughts of how others will view him, of the judgment and pity that will come his way.
But as he delves deeper into his own emotions, he begins to realize that there is more to his pain than just the opinions of others. He starts to question his own worth, his own ability to love and be loved. And in this journey of self-discovery, he may just find the strength to move on and build a new life for himself.
The Conrant empties here, artistically constructing a stage that extends chronologically over a few hours and with little stage action, but simultaneously so many things are happening internally in the psychological world of the heroes, given in pages of aphasic literature.
The optics is clearly that of the man, in him we learn what is happening inside him, while the woman on the other hand is often a mystery that remains silent and inaccessible.
The ending is masterful.
Overall, this work presents a unique and captivating exploration of the human psyche. The limited stage action belies the depth of the internal dramas unfolding within the characters. The contrast between the transparency of the man's inner world and the enigma of the woman adds an extra layer of intrigue. The masterful ending ties everything together, leaving the reader with a sense of satisfaction and a desire to further explore the themes and ideas presented.
The first encounter I had with a book by Joseph Conrad. A couple, Alban Carvil and his wife... who returns while she had abandoned him... For some reason, her name is not mentioned at all. It's all about tensions and contradictions. At one point it mentions... 'true magnanimity is when one bears one's burdens silently' and another one... 'Besides, it is commonly accepted that every man falls in love once in his life... It is said that Conrad met Henry James in London in 1896. After their meeting, he immediately wrote 'The Return' which is written in the style of James.
A different book!
It took me an extremely long time to read it. It is very dense and there are moments when you can't imagine what you are reading. You just move forward by inertia until the end. The end is impactful.
I really liked it, but I won't read it again.
This piece of writing had a profound impact on me. The density of the text made it a challenging read, yet I persevered through inertia. The unexpected ending left me with a lasting impression. Although I won't reread it, I will always remember the experience of reading it.
Having come to respect this famed author, I was insistent on reading more of his work. Without any specific recommendation, I discovered this early piece.
Purportedly hated by Conrad, I consider The Return to be a brave and honest account of a man’s well-contained vulnerabilities. Conrad masterfully captures the thoughts and actions of an isolated and somewhat oblivious man upon his return home and his actions upon reading a letter left behind for him.
The young married Alvan Hervey seems to have regard for no one but himself and is quite unaware of his lack of caring. Like a spoiled child, he sees all things around him only through his own view and does not even think to try another perspective. His wife, unnamed in the story, is exasperated with her husband’s lack of human connection and is saddened by his failure to comprehend how his behavior affects those around him.
Quotes from the story add depth and nuance. For example, “They were afraid to hear again the sound of their voices; they did not know what they might say–perhaps something that could not be recalled; and words are more terrible than facts.” And “This submissive assent given with such readiness did not soothe him did not elate him; it gave him, inexplicably, that sense of terror we experience when in the midst of conditions we had learned to think absolutely safe we discover all at once the presence of a near and unsuspected danger.”
Any time spent with Mr. Conrad would be enlightening. Perhaps we’d sail, perhaps we’d stroll, perhaps we’d just simply sit in silence until the stillness drove us to conversation. I’d love to share that his words had the profound effect he longed to convey. Overall, my rating for The Return is an 8 out of 10.