![]() "Art has its martyrs, among them the silent people take not the last place." For the summer he rented a house by the sea, thinking that there finally his silence would break. ![]() ![]() However, his faith in himself and his sense of calling, even doom, did not weaken - having accumulated enough money for a comfortable life, he left the post of tax inspector to write, but he was struck by creative dumbness. " He kept his gift clean, which means, among other things, the lack of literary success. In his introduction, Bradley Pearson tells about himself: he is fifty-eight years old, he is a writer, although he published only three books: one early romance when he was twenty-five, another one when he was forty, and a small book, “Passages” or “ Etudes. Every artist is an unfortunate lover, and unfortunate lovers love tell your story. Wanting to restore the friend’s honor and remove the charge of murder from him, the publisher published this “love story - after all, the story of a person’s creative struggles, searches for wisdom and truth is always a love story. ![]() The text of Bradley Pearson’s book “The Black Prince, or the Feast of Love” is framed by the publisher's foreword and afterword, from which it follows that Bradley Pearson died in prison from transient cancer, which opened shortly after he completed the manuscript. British literature summaries - Short summary - The Black Prince Jean Iris Murdoch ![]()
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