![]() ![]() ![]() I try in vain to rejoin the past: I cannot escape from myself. As he struggles through the daily motions of researching in the Bouville library, his encounters with the people he regularly sees there and his musings on his long, lost love Anny, Roquentin becomes even more unhappy trying to live in the now: Everything in Roquentin’s world becomes superfluous. Every little thing is just that little bit more different, a little bit more absurd and senseless. 13Ī change has occurred in Roquentin and has altered the way he perceives the world. It installed itself cunningly, little by little I felt a little strange, a little awkward, and that was all … and now it has started blossoming. ![]() It came as an illness does, not like an ordinary certainty, not like anything obvious. Something has happened to me: I can’t doubt that any more. His first proper entry is Roquentin’s description of his first experience of what he labels as ‘nausea’: In diary’s preface, it appears that Roquentin has returned to France after many years of travelling. It begins with Roquentin beginning his diary and vowing to record things down as they appear. Nausea is the published (fictionally) diary of writer Antoine Roquentin and it appears to have been published posthumously. Simply hearing the title and author make many shiver with trepidation. ![]()
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