And I know I should love human beings. Sometimes I find that very difficult.
I find all forms of dialogue, whether written or conversational, deeply engaging. Dialogue is not only a literary device, seen in dramas and the philosophical dialogues of Plato, but it was also an integral part of daily life in ancient Greece. Especially when reading, it feels as if you're having a dialogue with the author, transcending time, space, and social status.
As I journey through A Long Saturday, there are moments when I internally voice, 'I feel you're somewhat chauvinistic.' Yet, when it delves into the humanities, art, and the relationship between language and morality, I find it profoundly touching, thinking, 'We could be friends!' Such close and enlightening exchanges are truly enriching.
The candid dialogue between Adler and Steiner illuminates the complexity of humanity and the intricacy of various subjects. As my stance continuously oscillates, it inspires contemplation, offering us, the readers, a dialectical experience. I am particularly captivated by their discourse on humanities, art, and linguistics, especially their commentary on the monotony of Anglo-American languages.
I've once again deeply realized that exceptional criticism is born out of vast experiences and a wide breadth of knowledge. A truly excellent critic is a rarity, not simply an expert, but a polymath. While maintaining dialectical objectivity, they must also possess a strong personal style and continuously improve through a lifetime of self-reflection and learning.
