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I did not read every word of this book about books as I have not read more than a few of the classics discussed...but I still loved it.
The first chapter is Calvino's fourteen point definition of a "classic" (with elaborations after each point). I copied it out word for word (including that wonderful word "pulviscular") into my own Notebook of Books (it has manatees on the cover) so that I can read this perfect rendering of all I have ever felt for all of literature over and over again in my own hand.
Then, in thirty-five short essays, Calvino shares his thoughts on the classics that he himself, holds dear. (I'm making a Goodreads shelf of his selections.) No women. A lot of Italians, a lot of French, one Persian I hadn't heard of before - Nezami's Haft Peikar - and bookskimmers beware, the writer Cyrano de Bergerac, NOT the play by Rostand. Calvino loves Dr. Zhivago (the longest piece), and Ariosto, Stendhal, Gadda, and Montale each get TWO essays. They are in chronological order and begin with The Odyssey and end with Pavese's The Moon and the Bonfire. No Shakespeare, no Dante, no religious texts, and as I said no women -- but still all a pleasure.
The first chapter is Calvino's fourteen point definition of a "classic" (with elaborations after each point). I copied it out word for word (including that wonderful word "pulviscular") into my own Notebook of Books (it has manatees on the cover) so that I can read this perfect rendering of all I have ever felt for all of literature over and over again in my own hand.
Then, in thirty-five short essays, Calvino shares his thoughts on the classics that he himself, holds dear. (I'm making a Goodreads shelf of his selections.) No women. A lot of Italians, a lot of French, one Persian I hadn't heard of before - Nezami's Haft Peikar - and bookskimmers beware, the writer Cyrano de Bergerac, NOT the play by Rostand. Calvino loves Dr. Zhivago (the longest piece), and Ariosto, Stendhal, Gadda, and Montale each get TWO essays. They are in chronological order and begin with The Odyssey and end with Pavese's The Moon and the Bonfire. No Shakespeare, no Dante, no religious texts, and as I said no women -- but still all a pleasure.