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Biblioteca Ulisseia de Autores Portugueses Jos Maria de E a de Queiroz P voa de Varzim,de novembro deNeuilly sur Seine,de agosto de, escritor e ensa sta, foi um dos nomes mais importantes da literatura portuguesa De nome completo Jos Maria de E a de Queir s nasceu a Novembro de , numa casa na Pra a do Almada, em P voa de Varzim O seu pai, Jos Maria de Almeida de Teixeira de Queir s, nascido no Brasil e vindo para Portugal com um ano de idade, provinha de uma fam lia de magistrados perseguidos pelos seus ideais liberais que defendiam uma doutrina constitucional E a foi internado no Col gio da Lapa, no Porto, de onde saiu em , com dezasseis anos, para a Universidade de Coimbra, onde estudou Direito Num ambiente bo mio da cidade universit ria de Coimbra estes jovens reuniam se para trocar ideias, livros e formas para renovar a vida pol tica e cultural portuguesa, que estava a viver uma aut ntica revolu o social com a introdu o dos novos meios de transportes ferrovi rios que traziam, todos os dias, novidades do centro da Europa, influenciando esta gera o para novas ideologias e valores Foi nesse grupo que E a conheceu os futuros escritores e poetas, Te filo Braga, Ramalho Ortig o, Guerra Junqueiro, Guilherme de Azevedo, Oliveira Martins, entre outros mas sobretudo, foi a que travou amizade com Antero de Quental, um jovem carism tico a quem os membros do grupo chamavam de l der e que incentivou os restantes a seguir e a difundir as ent o recentes correntes ideol gicas e liter rias europeias o Positivismo, o Socialismo e o Realismo Naturalismo Notabilizou se pela originalidade e riqueza do seu estilo e linguagem, nomeadamente pelo realismo descritivo e pela cr tica social constantes nos seus romances mas, tal como o cr tico liter rio, Jacinto Prado Coelho disse foi mais analista social do que psic logo ironizou Portugal porque muito o amava e o queria melhor 3.5 starsI really liked this The ending was cute. Spoiled Jacinto grandson of an expatriate, his Portuguese grandfather with the same name but nicknamed Sir Galleon, he was rather obese left Portugal dispirited when his King Dom Miguel the usurper, lost the civil war during the 1800 s for the throne So Jacinto was born in Paris in a palace, on the Champs Elysees, no 202, that his wealthy grandfather had bought, his own sickly father The Shadow died I don t have to say what his name was, begins with the letter J three months before his bir Spoiled Jacinto grandson of an expatriate, his Portuguese grandfather with the same name but nicknamed Sir Galleon, he was rather obese left Portugal dispirited when his King Dom Miguel the usurper, lost the civil war during the 1800 s for the throne So Jacinto was born in Paris in a palace, on the Champs Elysees, no 202, that his wealthy grandfather had bought, his own sickly father The Shadow died I don t have to say what his name was, begins with the letter J three months before his birth, but the rich boy was born lucky thanks to grandmother Senhora Dona Angelina, who spread fennel and amber over his crib and so growing up, believing in it The young man loved gadgets, buying the latest ones whether they worked or not, fascinated by machines that Jacinto, with his vast riches had no trouble acquiring, telephones, telegraph machines the phonograph and finally electricity, which functioned occasionally technology was his king Jacinto s motto Absolute Knowledge X Absolute Power X Absolute Happiness He even built a telescope on the roof of his mansion, viewing the alluring stars and planets many a night, also books, 30,000 Jacinto had, he liked them, piled up to the ceiling, growing like a gigantic fungus threatening to take over the entire enormous house, unstoppable however did this make him happy Strangely not at all telling his best friend Ze Fernandes, everything was boring in town constantly wherever they went between yawns, Paris society with all the phony people decadent, useless, the pretensions of the idle rich Ze Fernandes, feared that his sad aimless friend will do away with himself, still the somber man, receives a message from the caretaker of his estates in Portugal A devastating rainstorm has destroyed the chapel where his ancestors bones were buried, uncovering them, scattered the skeletons around the surface, mud everywhere when a nearby hill collapsed, what should be done The affluent state s in the mountains of Portugal, not very tall admittedly Jacinto had never seen, after a long pause he decides to go there, have the bones re interned the family honor demands it, build a new chapel for those purposes, stay just a month and then back to civilization, a great hardship for him yet, somethings need to be done Going by train with loyal Ze disaster in Spain all his 23 crates are lost , even faithful servant Cricket can t be found Arriving in Portugal with only his shirt on his back, worst even his home there is a dump, holes in the roof, filthy walls and floors, debris everywhere no glass in the windows Not fixed as Jacinto had ordered, Ze and the landowner sleep on the gross floor nobody thought they would come so soon, no new chapel either Ze leaves for his small estate a league away, Jacinto is alone to clean up all the mess, notwithstanding that, soon a miracle happens he begins to feel useful helping the poor people on his land, erecting them homes suitable for humans, they begin calling him a saint The beauty of the mountains, the clean river flowing by the fresh air he breathes the blue skies above, such a peaceful place, Ze s charming, pretty young cousin Joaninha, she s not like the women of Paris, maybe Jacinto can achieve happiness and become a real Prince , as Ze Fernandes repeatedly calls him A wonderful, charming story, maybe a fairy talenevertheless they are needed desperately in a world dominated by cynicism It was thanks to Henry s excellent review on this book that I recently purchased it It was the Library with the 30,000 books and all of the gadgets that Jacinto had, that enticed me.I was so taken with this book that I made notes galore and started typing the review There were so many excellent quotations that stayed in my mind Consequently, after typing several pages as I was in full flight , I decided to cut it down considerably and so this is the result I believe, and hope, it gets t It was thanks to Henry s excellent review on this book that I recently purchased it It was the Library with the 30,000 books and all of the gadgets that Jacinto had, that enticed me.I was so taken with this book that I made notes galore and started typing the review There were so many excellent quotations that stayed in my mind Consequently, after typing several pages as I was in full flight , I decided to cut it down considerably and so this is the result I believe, and hope, it gets the excellence of the book across and that s the main thing.All I need to say about this incredible book is that it is now sitting on my top favourites shelf on goodreads and my paperback is shortly going to be exchanged with the hardback that I have ordered today from Abe Books in France.The story is simple Jacinto, an absentee nobleman from Portugal, revels in joyous extremes in the latest of French sophistications in Paris Circumstances compel his return to his family estates where he rediscovers the values and pleasures of Portuguese traditional life, but there are doubts about this perfections This book has everything that I, as a reader, want humour, satire, it s philosophical, metaphysical, religious, has excellent prose, the splendour of Paris in the nineteenth century and the tranquillity of the country in Portugal The writing style is exquisite.The incident with the family bones in the local chapel in Portugal is one of the many things that spring to mind as one of the incredible incidents in this book.The writing style is exquisite and well, it s the icing on the cake as far as I m concerned with all of the books that I ve been introduced to through Goodreads this year.I m now looking for a second book by this incredible author.AmazingWhat an imagination What an enjoyable and fun read This novel, as the title bears, makes a comparison to living in the big city with the rural life in the hills of Portugal It starts off with a bias The main character refers to Paris as, ah civilization and when speaking of Portugal, oh the horror Gui es Yep, a tale of two contrasts.Our main character is Prince Jacintho, an eccentric rich man who lives at No 202, Champs Elysee Upper crust, in the know, who knows everyone A man of people in high place What an enjoyable and fun read This novel, as the title bears, makes a comparison to living in the big city with the rural life in the hills of Portugal It starts off with a bias The main character refers to Paris as, ah civilization and when speaking of Portugal, oh the horror Gui es Yep, a tale of two contrasts.Our main character is Prince Jacintho, an eccentric rich man who lives at No 202, Champs Elysee Upper crust, in the know, who knows everyone A man of people in high places Civilization is made up of the rich, culture, the opera and technology He has every new gadget available, from the all new telephone to carbonated water can t trust the tap water Published in 1901, the story is set in the late 1800s Early in the book while in Paris a visit is made to the Basilica Sacre Couer still under construction and later there is mention of the new Eiffel Tower 1889 Although the Prince loves Paris, at one point he asks Is it all an illusion Maybe the good life has some cracks The entire book is told from his friend, Ze Fernandes, who hails from that small town in Portugal and comes for a visit of the city of lights But through a series of faux paux s , the Prince and Ze Fernandes to journey to his home town Even while the train pulls away from Paris, the prince utters, farewell Europe What is he getting himself into And Portugal First his butler along with thirty luggage bags accidentally board a train for Madrid, the prince arrives in as serras with nothing but the clothes on his back Oh the horror, the horror His accommodation is disgusting and he is ready to head home But he doesn t Why Our friends have something in common Books Z Fernandes brings up Virgil s Eclogues, then Horace and even Homer to reinforce the good rural life The people Not half bad Not pretentious like his friends in Paris The prince throws a party and he is the focus of the party The poor people He must help them He has a cause.I won t reveal the ending but I was pleasantly entertained Jos Maria E a de Queiroz has a way of painting scenes, playing with the characters and even poking fun at society A very enjoyable read and a good laugh