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Originally Posted by poohbear_nc
Vivid! I've never read Sartre - but if the writing is this grand I may have to! Which English translation is this taken from koffkoff?
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That was one I cut and paste from the internet as I was initially lazy to type them out LOL.
The version that I have on paperback is Penguin Classics (translated by Robert Baldick) which has some slight variation
"For the moment it's the jazz that's playing; there's no melody, only notes, a host of little jolts. They know no rest, an unchanging order gives birth to them and destroys them, without ever giving them time to recover, to exist for themselves. They run, they hurry, they strike me with a sharp blow in passing and are obliterated. I should quite like to hold them back, but I know that if I managed to stop one, nothing would remain between my fingers but a vulgar, doleful sound. I must accept their death; I must even will it; I know few harsher or stronger impressions."
I remember reading Nausea somewhat 8 years ago. My current paperback is all yellowed. Not an easy read to me at that point of time, but my keen interest in existentialism got me through. I also highly recommend The Stranger by Albert Camus (he and Sartre were good friends). Simple words powerful impression.