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The Passion According to G.H.

by Clarice Lispector, Idra Novey (Translator), Benjamin Moser (Preface by)
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Overview

Lispector’s most shocking novel.

The Passion According to G.H., Clarice Lispector’s mystical novel of 1964, concerns a well-to-do Rio sculptress, G.H., who enters her maid’s room, sees a cockroach crawling out of the wardrobe, and, panicking, slams the door —crushing the cockroach —and then watches it die. At the end of the novel, at the height of a spiritual crisis, comes the most famous and most genuinely shocking scene in Brazilian literature…

Lispector wrote that of all her works this novel was the one that “best corresponded to her demands as a writer.”

About the Author, Clarice Lispector

Clarice Lispector (1925-1977), the author of such works as Near to the Wild Heart, The Hour of the Star, and The Passion According to G. H., is the internationally acclaimed novelist and short-story writer from Brazil and the subject of Benjamin Moser’s magisterial biography Why This World.

Idra Novey is a poet and translator. She is a lecturer at the Creative Writing Program at Columbia University. Her work has appeared in the Paris Review, The Believer, and Ploughshares, and her collection The Next Country appeared in 2008.

Series editor Benjamin Moser, who contributes afterwords for all four of these new translations, is the author of Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector, due out in paperback from Oxford University Press in May 2012. He also just completed a new translation of Lispector’s The Hour of the Star.

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Editorials

The Los Angeles Times

“She is quite a thing to discover indeed.”

Booklist

“A penetrating genius.”— Donna Seaman

Tin House

“Over time, I’ve come to admire and even love this novel. In fact, as soon as I slammed the book shut,
my understanding of G.H.’s story began to take on an almost-corporeal reality. Trying to put this into words is a slippery thing.
What I was beginning to appreciate was that I could not consider Lispector’s philosophical concerns for any length of time without losing my grasp on those concerns, yet I could somehow feel them, sense the substance of them in my own mind, in those deep pools of thought where language doesn’t quite reach, and which words can’t express.”— Emma Komlos-Hrobsky

SFGate

“I had a sort of missionary urge with her...but I started thinking, even when I was 19: How can I help this person reach the prominence she deserves?”

The Times Literary Supplement

“Her images dazzle even when her meaning is most obscure, and when she is writing of what she despises she is lucidity itself. ”

Boston.com

“Lispector's prose is unforgettable...still startling by the end because of Lispector's unsettling forcefulness.”

The Rumpus

“A lyrical, stream of consciousness meditation on the nature of time, the unreliability of language, the divinity of God, and the threat of hell.”

The L Magazine

“One of 20th-century Brazil’s most intriguing and mystifying writers.”

Bookforum

“[Lispector] left behind an astounding body of work that has no real corollary inside literature or outside it.”

Donna Seaman - Booklist

“A penetrating genius.”

Emma Komlos-Hrobsky - Tin House

“Over time, I’ve come to admire and even love this novel. In fact, as soon as I slammed the book shut,
my understanding of G.H.’s story began to take on an almost-corporeal reality. Trying to put this into words is a slippery thing.
What I was beginning to appreciate was that I could not consider Lispector’s philosophical concerns for any length of time without losing my grasp on those concerns, yet I could somehow feel them, sense the substance of them in my own mind, in those deep pools of thought where language doesn’t quite reach, and which words can’t express.”

Scott Esposito - Barnes & Noble Review

“It is Lispector's attempt -- successful, I would say -- to sacralize one of the vilest quantities in the Western world.”

Booklist - Donna Seaman

“A penetrating genius.”

Tin House - Emma Komlos-Hrobsky

“Over time, I’ve come to admire and even love this novel. In fact, as soon as I slammed the book shut,my understanding of G.H.’s story began to take on an almost-corporeal reality. Trying to put this into words is a slippery thing.What I was beginning to appreciate was that I could not consider Lispector’s philosophical concerns for any length of time without losing my grasp on those concerns, yet I could somehow feel them, sense the substance of them in my own mind, in those deep pools of thought where language doesn’t quite reach, and which words can’t express.”

Barnes & Noble Review - Scott Esposito

“It is Lispector's attempt — successful, I would say — to sacralize one of the vilest quantities in the Western world.”

Latin American Lit. & Arts

A shattering encounter communicated to us in intense, at times tortured, prose... the quasi-mystical sequence from purgation to illumination to union.

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly

Aficionados of South American fiction as well as literary critics will welcome this posthumous translation of a nearly plotless novel by one of Brazil's foremost writers. Availing herself of a single character, Lispector transforms a banal situationa woman at home, aloneinto an amphitheater for philosophical investigations. The first-person narration jousts with language, playfully but forcefully examining the ambiguous nature of words, with results ranging from the profound to the pretentious: ``Prehuman divine life is a life of singeing nowness'' or ``The world interdepended with me, and I am not understanding what I say, never! never again shall I understand what I say. For how will I be able to speak without the word lying for me?'' These linguistic games frame existential and experiential crises that Lispector savors and overcomes. Although this idiosyncratic novel will not have wide appeal, those with academic or markedly erudite tastes should like it very much. (September)

Library Journal

This Ukranian-born Brazilian author is regarded in France as a philosopher rather than a storyteller. Here she offers a meditation on the human condition full of aphoristic declarations and merciless self-scrutiny. The narrator, whose identity is continually undone and remade, claims she doesn't have ``a word to say,'' then observes, ``But if I don't force myself to talk, silence will forever engulf me in waves.'' Plot is secondary; the aim is to push language to the limit. Part of the publisher's new ``Emergent Literatures'' series, which will make available in English authors whose ``works have been ignored . . . because of their difference from established models of literature,'' this is recommended for adventuresome readers. Jack Shreve, Allegany Community Coll., Cumberland, Md.

Book Details

Published
June 13, 2012
Publisher
New Directions Publishing Corporation
Pages
220
Format
Paperback
ISBN
9780811219686

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