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Language:Chinese.HardCover. Pub Date: 2015-5-1 Publisher: Dolphin Press Old Man tells the story of a place in the mid-twentieth century Cuban story. The hero is an old fisherman Santiago. The twilight of the fisherman eighty-four days in a row did not catch a fish. almost starving; but he still refused to admit defeat. and full of fighting spirit. and finally caught one in Language:Chinese.HardCover. Pub Date: 2015-5-1 Publisher: Dolphin Press Old Man tells the story of a place in the mid-twentieth century Cuban story. The hero is an old fisherman Santiago. The twilight of the fisherman eighty-four days in a row did not catch a fish. almost starving; but he still refused to admit defeat. and full of fighting spirit. and finally caught one in the eighth fifteen days in Malaysia Lin fish. Big fish dragged the boat to go to sea. but the old man is still dead took hold. even if there is no water. no food. no weapons. no helper. and left another cramp. he did not lose heart. After two days and nights. he finally killed the fish. tied it in the boat. But many sharks immediately come to snatch his booty; he killed them one by one. to last only a broken tiller as a weapon. As a result. the fish still can not escape the fate of being eaten. and ultimat...


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Language:Chinese.HardCover. Pub Date: 2015-5-1 Publisher: Dolphin Press Old Man tells the story of a place in the mid-twentieth century Cuban story. The hero is an old fisherman Santiago. The twilight of the fisherman eighty-four days in a row did not catch a fish. almost starving; but he still refused to admit defeat. and full of fighting spirit. and finally caught one in Language:Chinese.HardCover. Pub Date: 2015-5-1 Publisher: Dolphin Press Old Man tells the story of a place in the mid-twentieth century Cuban story. The hero is an old fisherman Santiago. The twilight of the fisherman eighty-four days in a row did not catch a fish. almost starving; but he still refused to admit defeat. and full of fighting spirit. and finally caught one in the eighth fifteen days in Malaysia Lin fish. Big fish dragged the boat to go to sea. but the old man is still dead took hold. even if there is no water. no food. no weapons. no helper. and left another cramp. he did not lose heart. After two days and nights. he finally killed the fish. tied it in the boat. But many sharks immediately come to snatch his booty; he killed them one by one. to last only a broken tiller as a weapon. As a result. the fish still can not escape the fate of being eaten. and ultimat...

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  1. 5 out of 5

    Matt

    I read this as a young man and was disappointed. It didn't work for me. I thought it was about a crazy old man gone off the reservation, picking a fight with an innocent fish while ranting about the New York Yankees ("I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing. They say his father was a fisherman..."). I picked it up again, after the passage of some years, and found it incredibly poignant. It's a simple story. There's an old man, Santiago, who is a fisherman fallen on hard times. He is cared I read this as a young man and was disappointed. It didn't work for me. I thought it was about a crazy old man gone off the reservation, picking a fight with an innocent fish while ranting about the New York Yankees ("I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing. They say his father was a fisherman..."). I picked it up again, after the passage of some years, and found it incredibly poignant. It's a simple story. There's an old man, Santiago, who is a fisherman fallen on hard times. He is cared for by a young boy, Manolin, who no longer works on his boat. Santiago goes into the Gulf and engages in the fight of his life with a giant marlin. What follows is a dream-like, stream-of-conscious meditation as the old man matches strength and wits with the great fish. After 84 days of no fish, Santiago takes his skiff far out to sea. He drops his line and hooks a marlin. He can't pull it in, so he takes hold of the line, beginning the back and forth: when the marlin runs, he gives the line slack; when the marlin is still, he pulls the line in. The old man's hands are cut by the rope. His muscles strain. He has no food or water. Yet he doesn't give up. The obsession has shades of Moby Dick, except at the end of this novel, I didn't feel the need to dig up Melville and punch him in the skull: I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars. Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. . . . Then he was sorry for the great fish that had nothing to eat and his determination to kill him never relaxed in his sorrow for him. . . . There is no one worthy of eating him from the manner of his behavior and his great dignity. I do not understand these things, he thought. But it is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers. Eventually, the marlin is hauled in and killed. The old man attaches him to the boat, and begins to row towards shore. Of course, the marlin is dripping blood, so if you've seen Jaws or read James and the Giant Peach, you can imagine that his dreams of hitting it big with this fish are probably not going to come to pass. Age teaches you a lot of things. You start to realize that you might never be the person you thought you'd be as a child. Days go by, you start to lose more and gain less. I thought about this as I thought about the old man, raging like Dylan Thomas against the night; an old man nearing the end of his days fighting against nature, time, death, a fish, able to boil all things down into one climatic struggle on the high seas. At the end, he did not succeed, at least not in the manner he'd foreseen, but he was, in an inimitable way, victorious. 'You did not kill the fish only to keep alive and to sell for food,' he thought. 'You killed him for pride and because you are a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more?'

  2. 5 out of 5

    Sara

    Oh, my good lord in heaven. Cut your line, land your boat and go to McDonald's! Just as in the case of The Great Gatsby, I understand the book. Yes, I know it changed the way American writers write. I also understand that it celebrates the ridiculous American idea that you're only a REAL man if you've done something entirely purposeless, but really dangerous, in pursuit of making yourself look like the bull with the biggest sexual equipment. Get over it, already! Go home and clean out the refrig Oh, my good lord in heaven. Cut your line, land your boat and go to McDonald's! Just as in the case of The Great Gatsby, I understand the book. Yes, I know it changed the way American writers write. I also understand that it celebrates the ridiculous American idea that you're only a REAL man if you've done something entirely purposeless, but really dangerous, in pursuit of making yourself look like the bull with the biggest sexual equipment. Get over it, already! Go home and clean out the refrigerator, or wash the curtains, or vacuum under the furniture. Pick your kids up from school or take your daughter bra shopping. THAT would impress me. Being too dumb to cut your fishing line? Not the mate I would pick... The only bright spot about the book is if you think of it on a metaphorical level: there is a point at which ALL of us must grit our teeth and hold on in the face of despair. That is the definition of life. However, if that's the point, then the plot situation needs to be one of necessity (like the shipwreck in Life of Pi), instead of stubbornness. ************ It's been a while since I wrote this review, and there's a lot of amusing speculation in the comments people have attached. I have to say, they crack me up. Here's my final word on reviewing on Goodreads (or anywhere); One of the most important elements of reading is that it allows each of us to react in the way we need to react, without judgment, as we experience the book. This is how I reacted to The Old Man and the Sea. Hemingway is dead, or I wouldn't have been so up-front with my opinion. He's not insulted, I understand that we all need goals in life, and I've been happily married for a LONG time. Now take a deep breath and smile. Life is too short to be anxious about picayune stuff like this.

  3. 5 out of 5

    Matt

    Worst book ever. Just throw the fucking fish back in. Fuck.

  4. 5 out of 5

    Madeline

    "There isn't any symbolism. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The sharks are all sharks no better and no worse. All the symbolism that people say is shit. What goes beyond is what you see beyond when you know." -Ernest Hemingway "There isn't any symbolism. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The sharks are all sharks no better and no worse. All the symbolism that people say is shit. What goes beyond is what you see beyond when you know." -Ernest Hemingway

  5. 4 out of 5

    Will Byrnes

    It is intimidating to offer a truly critical look at such a classic, so we will ease into it with a few images. The GOP has offered us a ready-made item to begin this list, and yes, I know that John Stewart already snagged this one and threw it back. I turned up a visual art concept that fits in, for a restaurant based on EH themes: Although I did not sit for this photo, the resemblance is indeed striking And, of course The Old Man and the Cee Lo. I suppose am certain there are plenty more images on It is intimidating to offer a truly critical look at such a classic, so we will ease into it with a few images. The GOP has offered us a ready-made item to begin this list, and yes, I know that John Stewart already snagged this one and threw it back. I turned up a visual art concept that fits in, for a restaurant based on EH themes: Although I did not sit for this photo, the resemblance is indeed striking And, of course The Old Man and the Cee Lo. I suppose am certain there are plenty more images one might lure into our net, but sticking to words for a bit, we will pass on the porn offering, The Old Man and the Semen. How about the moving tale of a Navy Construction veteran, The Old Man and the Seabees, or an obstetrical episode of Grey's Anatomy, The Old Man and the C-Section. Then there might be a psychological drama about a man with bipolar disorder, The Old Man and the See Saw, or a book about an elderly acupuncturist, The Old Man and the Chi. How about a Disney adventure in which Paul Hogan rescues a pinniped, yes, gentle reader, The Old Man and the Seal. Maybe a bit of Cuban self-affirmation, The Old Man and the Si. I could go on, of course, and probably will, at home, until my wife threatens to leave. The possibilities are rather endless. But the Geneva Conventions might be brought into play, and we can’t have that. Tackling such a review head on seems, somehow, wrong, like using paint by number to copy the Mona Lisa, carving the Pieta out of gigantic blocks of cheddar, writing a love poem for your beloved using MadLibs or (view spoiler)[ Yes, the forces of righteousness sanity wanted this one deep-sixed: …checking for skid marks on Ghandi’s dhoti. Ok, 12-year-old inner me is all giggly now. (hide spoiler)] At some point, though, I guess you have to, you know, fish or cut bait. I struggled mightily with this one, finding a hook, then having it pull away, grabbing hold of an idea and watching it disappear beneath waves of uncertainty. I tried waiting a while, resting between attempts, losing myself in other contemplations. Smiling a bit, but always hoping for something I could finally yank aboard. Notions of religious connections, Papa’s personal philosophy, and story-telling technique all pulled in diverse directions. As you will see, it was a not a simple contest. And I am not certain that what I ultimately caught is all that filling. He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. In the first forty days a boy had been with him. But after forty days without a fish the boy’s parents had told him that the old man was now definitely and finally salao, which is the worst form of unlucky.So opens The Old Man and the Sea, the book, we hear tell, that convinced the Nobel committee to reel in EGH with the biggest literary hook of them all. Santiago is an old, unlucky, but skilled Cuban fisherman. He has an able assistant, the young Manolin. The lad is not a blood relation, but he sees a father figure in the old man, and he may be a younger reflection of the old man himself. Maybe Santiago sees himself in the young man and takes some strength from that. Like the best sort of father, he teaches the boy to fish rather than fishing for him. But Santiago’s ill fortune has marked him as someone to be avoided and Manolin’s parents have put the kibosh on their professional association. The old man is determined to salvage his reputation, and his honor, and bring in some money by going farther out than the other fishermen are willing to sail, in search of redemption. No herald calls him to action. No dramatic event sparks him to excessive risk. It is an internal challenge that powers his engines. But it is a quest nonetheless on which Santiago embarks. Any time there are fish involved, one might presume a degree of soul saving. I do not know enough Hemingway to have a take on whether or not that figured here. I raise it only as a passing thought. But the second sentence of the book offers a hint. “In the first forty days…”clearly places Santiago’s travails alongside another person who spent forty days in a different barren environment. It was after being baptized that Jesus spent his time in the desert, preparing for what awaited. Is Santiago to be tested here? Will he be offered a route away from his difficult path? The waters are becalmed. Nothing moves. A moment, then, for a digression. OK, let’s try some simple arithmetic, if Jesus, at age 30, spent 40 days in the desert, and Santiago has gone 84 days in his version of the desert, just how old is the old man? 63, according to my calculations. Possible. I do not recall seeing an actual age noted, so I am gonna go with that. I know you guys will let me know if an actual age is revealed somewhere and my squinty geezer eyes missed it. Done. I can feel a slight breeze beginning to flutter the sail. Some sort of religion seems to flow through this fish tale. Not only are we sprinkled with forty-day references, but Santiago discusses sin. In his struggles he suffers physical damage in which some might see an echo of Calvary. But I think that is a stretch, personally. So, we have a bit of religion, and a quest. What is Santiago questing for? Redemption would fit in nicely. Having failed for a long time, he feels a need to redeem himself in the eyes of his community. Maybe not a religious thing, per se, but swimming in the same waters. And speaking of religion, water as a baptismal element is always a possibility, although somewhat diluted here, as Santiago makes his living on the water. The old man is strong, skilled and determined. Maybe it is his character that is at issue. Maybe somehow, taking on this challenge is a way to prove to himself that he is truly a man. He goes about his business, and his fishing is his fate, maybe even his life. It is in how he handles himself when faced with this challenge that will show us the sort of person he is, a common Hemingway theme, and he does just that. This is a very short novel, more, maybe, a novella or large short story. But it has the feel of a parable. There is definitely something going on here even if it keeps slipping out of my analytical net. I was reminded of another well-known fish story, Moby Dick (really, allow a little literary license here people. Yes I know the whale is not a fish. Geez.). Whereas in that one, the fisherman, Ahab, sets himself against the whale, and therefore either fate or god, seeing a personal enemy, Santiago sees the fish as his brother, a fellow creature in the universe acting out his part. The challenge is always about oneself and not about the external enemy, or rival. In fact, the fish and Santiago are both victimized, together, by the sharks that feast on his catch.Then he was sorry for the great fish that had nothing to eat and his determination to kill him never relaxed in his sorrow for him. How many people will he feed, he thought. But are they worthy to eat him? No, of course not. There is not one worthy of eating him from the manner of his behaviour and his great dignity.One might be forgiven for seeing here a possible reference to catholic communion and the relative merit of so many of those who receive. Is the fish (a Christian symbol if there ever was one) meant to be Jesus or some other form of deity, as Moby was? Could it be that Hemingway’s notion of religion is less Christian and more a sort of materialist (as in non-spiritual, not as in accumulating stuff) philosophy? Lacking the proper tackle for that I will leave such considerations to those who have spent more time than I trolling Hemingway’s waters. The writing is mostly either third-person description or the old man’s internal, and sometimes spoken, dialogue. Regardless of the literary ambitions splashing about here, the story is about a very sympathetic character. Santiago is a man not only of physical strength, but moral character. He is not portrayed as a saint, but as a simple man, maybe even, in a way, an ideal man in his simplicity. He knows his place in the world, faces the challenges that world presents to him and using only his skill, intelligence, strength and determination, overcomes (or not). It is easy to climb on board as a Santiago supporter. He is a fellow who is very much a part of the world, even as he contemplates larger things. The Old Man and the Sea is a small story, but it is a whale of a tale. If you have not fished these waters before, don’t let this be one of those that got away. WB32 ==============================UPDATES 1/5/13 - Jeffrey Keeten sent along this amazing link. Gary Wyatt had shared it with him. It will definitely make you smile 6/20/13 - I discovered that one of the images I used had vanished into the ether, so I substituted another 9/4/2019 - I just came across a really wonderful piece about Hemingway, this book in particular, by Joe Fassler, in The Atlantic - The Hemingway Scene That Shows How Humanity Works, in which he interviews novelist Téa Obreht about the unexpected lions in this book - Great stuff. Check it out.

  6. 4 out of 5

    Stephen

    My very first time reading Papa and I absolutely LOVED IT. Sometimes the experience you have with a book can be effected by many things beyond the narrative itself, and I think that is certainly the case here. While I believe I would have loved this story regardless, there is no doubt that the stars aligned themselves perfectly to make this a singularly special read for me. Let me explain... Last year, I was in Napa with my wife and two of our best friends celebrating my (oh shit!!) 40th birt My very first time reading Papa and I absolutely LOVED IT. Sometimes the experience you have with a book can be effected by many things beyond the narrative itself, and I think that is certainly the case here. While I believe I would have loved this story regardless, there is no doubt that the stars aligned themselves perfectly to make this a singularly special read for me. Let me explain... Last year, I was in Napa with my wife and two of our best friends celebrating my (oh shit!!) 40th birthday. It was the latter part of October (near the end of harvest time) and the weather was perfect...DUH, it’s Napa. We were staying at our favorite Napa sanctuary, the Villagio Inn and Spa. Though pricey, Vellagio is just about perfect, it's centrally located, with wonderful rooms, and one of the BEST breakfast spreads in the world...Hey, when you are going out drinking all day, it is important to load up on foodstuffs to avoid alcohol-related trouble. have a nice big breakfast before you go out and drink all day...it is called being practical. Speaking of drinking all day, we had just come back from an awesome tour of the Castle di Amarossa Winery which is, I shit you not, a real castle in the middle of Napa, California... …complete with MEGA DINING HALL ...and a TORTURE CHAMBER…..yep, a rack, an Iron Maiden and some device that made me constipated just looking at it. . . . Anyway, we got back to the room and had a few hours to relax before a late dinner reservation. Well, I don’t sleep all that much and so, while my wife took a nap (light weight that she is), I decided I would find something fairly short to read. I choose this story because it was only 100 pages long (or just under 3 hours via audio) and it seemed to fit my time allotment perfectly. So, feeling a little buzzed and in a superb, yet contemplative mood (I had just turned 40 for crying out loud), I poured myself another glass of wine (shut up and don't judge me), went and sat on the balcony outside our room and, with the sun starting to go down, began listening to the audio version of this story. Well, this story slammed me and had me sucked in and captive from the very first words: “He was the old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish.” By the way, now would be a good time to mention that the audio version I listened to was read by Donald Sutherland, and the marriage of the story with Sutherland’s perfect narration was nothing short of magical. In my opinion it is THE ONLY VERSION of the audio book that should be sold. 

 As many have said (and almost as many have complained), this is in many ways a simple story about an old Cuban fisherman named Santiago, who has had a significant run of bad luck fishing (i.e., 84 days). "Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the 
same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated." Attempting to change his luck, he decides to take his skiff further out than he has ever gone before, "beyond all the people of the world." Eventually, he lands the largest Marlin he's ever seen and the bulk of the narrative details his epic struggle to reel in the fish and get it back to shore. 

 Yes, a simple story and Hemingway uses sparse, straight-forward prose...and devastates with them. The most powerful emotions, passions and struggles that people experience are often tied to the most basic needs and the most elemental aspects of who they are. I felt an immediate connection to the story and was deeply moved by the restrained, yet palpable power of the narrative. The most lasting message that I took away from the story was that, despite the many hardships Santiago faces, and the titanic trials that he endures on the open sea, I NEVER ONCE felt that I was supposed to pity or feel sorry for him in any way. Here was a person doing what he loves to do, what gives him purpose in life, and struggling with an iron will to accomplish his goal. The struggle is hard, it is difficult, but it is who he is and what gives him fulfillment in life. All I could feel was giant admiration for this man. I found this uplifting and a powerful reaffirmation of what is truly important in life. "But a man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed 
but not defeated." Whether it was the setting I was in, the mood I was in, the wine I was drinking, the wonderful narration or the power of the words themselves, in the end the result was the same. I felt ALIVE, and for that I say thank you “Papa” wherever you are!!! 
 That is basically it, but I wanted to leave you with my favorite line from the story, one that I think encapsulates everything Hemingway set out to accomplish in his tale. "And what beat you, he thought. 'Nothing,' he said aloud. 
'I went out too far.'" 
 5.0 stars and one of my “All Time" favorites. HIGHEST POSSIBLE RECOMMENDATION!!

  7. 5 out of 5

    Ahmad Sharabiani

    (Book 521 From 1001 Books) - The Old Man and The Sea, Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea is a short novel written by the American author Ernest Hemingway in 1951 in Bimini, Bahamas, and published in 1952. It was the last major work of fiction by Hemingway that was published during his lifetime. One of his most famous works, it tells the story of Santiago, an aging Cuban fisherman who struggles with a giant marlin far out in the Gulf Stream off the coast of Cuba. In 1953, The Old Man and the (Book 521 From 1001 Books) - The Old Man and The Sea, Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea is a short novel written by the American author Ernest Hemingway in 1951 in Bimini, Bahamas, and published in 1952. It was the last major work of fiction by Hemingway that was published during his lifetime. One of his most famous works, it tells the story of Santiago, an aging Cuban fisherman who struggles with a giant marlin far out in the Gulf Stream off the coast of Cuba. In 1953, The Old Man and the Sea was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, and it was cited by the Nobel Committee as contributing to their awarding of the Nobel Prize in Literature to Hemingway in 1954. عنوانهای چاپ شده در ایران: «مرد پیر و دریا»؛ «پیرمرد و دریا»؛ نویسنده: ارنست همینگوی، (نگاه) ادبیات؛ تاریخ نخستین خوانش: سال 1972میلادی عنوان: مرد پیر و دریا؛ نویسنده: ارنست همینگوی؛ مترجم: م.خ یحیوی؛ تهران، کانون معرفت، 1331، در 176ص؛ چاپ دیگر 1340؛ مترجم: سعیدی، تهران، نشر شهریار، ؟؟، در 175ص؛ مترجم: رضا مرعشی، تهران، معراجی، ؟؟، در 128ص؛ عنوان: پیرمرد و دریا؛ نویسنده: ارنست همینگوی؛ مترجم: نازی عظیما؛ تهران، امیرکبیر، 1354، در 151ص؛ چاپ سوم 1388، چاپ دیگر تهران، افق، 1389، در 158ص؛ شابک 9789643696108؛ چاپ چهارم 1391؛ عنوان: پیرمرد و دریا؛ نویسنده: ارنست همینگوی؛ مترجم: نجف دریابندری؛ تهران، خوارزمی، 1363، در 145ص؛ ویرایش دوم 1372: در 224ص؛ چاپ سوم 1385؛ چاپ چهارم 1389؛ در 222ص؛ شابک 9789644870729؛ چاپ پنجم 1392؛ شرح تلاش‌های یک ماهیگیر پیر «کوبایی»، به نام «سانتیاگو» است، که هشتاد و چهار روز است، یک ماهی هم نگرفته، اینبار در دل دریاهای دور، برای به دام انداختن یک نیزه‌ ماهی بسیار بزرگ، با آن ماهی وارد مبارزه ی مرگ و زندگی می‌شود؛ و ...؛ نگارش این کتاب، یکی از برهانهای اهدای جایزه ی ادبی «نوبل» سال 1954میلادی، به «ارنست همینگوی» بوده‌ است؛ شخصیت «پیرمرد»، در داستان «پیرمرد و دریا»، دست کم در برخی موارد، برگرفته از شخصیت واقعی یک ماهیگیر «کوبایی»، به نام «گرگوریو فوئنتس»، بوده‌ است، که «همینگوی» ایشان را، برای نگهداری از قایق خویش، به نام «پیلار»، در «کوبا» استخدام کرده بودند نماد قهرمانی شکست‌ خورده: «سانتیاگو» شخصیت اصلی داستان «پیرمرد و دریا» می‌تواند نماد یک قهرمان شکست خورده باشد؛ او نمونه‌ ای از شجاعت، قدرت، و استقامت نژاد انسان است؛ او همچون انسان‌ها با «سرنوشت (ماهی)» و «زندگی که هم دوست‌ داشتنی و هم مورد نفرت (دریا)» است، به مبارزه برمی‌خیزد؛ چیزی که در واقعیت امر باعث شکست «سانتیاگو» می‌شود، غرور اوست؛ «سانتیاگو» نمادی از انسان است؛ «ارنست همینگوی» در چندین جا «سانیاگو» را با «عیسی مسیح» قیاس کرده‌: («سانتیاگو» دکل قایقش را روی شانه‌ هایش گذاشت و به طرف بالای جاده به راه افتاد…؛ او قبل از آنکه به کلبه‌ اش برسد پنج بار بر زمین نشست)؛ و این شباهتی به حالت‌های «عیسی مسیح»، آنگاه که صلیب بر دوش به سمت مصلوب شدن گام برمی‌داشتند، دارد؛ در داستان می‌خوانیم که آنگاه که «سانتیاگو» خوابید (صورتش رو به پایین بود…؛ بازوانش به دو طرف دراز شده و کف دستانش رو به بالا بودند)؛ حالتی به قرار گرفتن «مسیح» بر روی صلیب شباهت دارد؛ پیرمرد در طول داستان در آرزوی داشتن نمک، ادویه و چاشنی اصلی غذای انسان است؛ او همانند «پطرس»، یکی از «حواریون مسیح»، است. نقل از متن: (یک ساعتی بود که پیرمرد جلوی چشمش لکه های سیاه می‌دید؛ عرق چشمش را می‌سوزاند، و بریدگیِ بالای چشم، و روی پیشانی‌اش را می‌سوزاند؛ از لکه های سیاه نمی‌ترسید؛ با آن فشاری که بر ریسمان می‌آورد، این طبیعی بود؛ اما دو بار احساس ضعف کرد، و سرش گیج رفت؛ این نگرانش می‌کرد؛ گفت: غیرممکنه، من زه نمی‌زنم، تو چنگ یه همچین ماهی ای نمی‌میرم، اونم حالا که داره به این خوشگلی میاد جلو؛ خدایا به من قوت بده تاب بیارم؛ صد بار ای پدر ما...؛ و صد بار یا حضرت مریم می‌خونم؛ ولی الان نمی‌تونم بخونم.)؛ پایان نقل تاریخ بهنگام رسانی 23/05/1399هجری خورشیدی؛ 06/05/1400هجری خورشیدی؛ ا. شربیانی

  8. 4 out of 5

    Kenny

    "But man is not made for defeat" he said. "A man can be destroyed, but not defeated." The Old Man and the Sea ~~ Ernest Hemingway” I first encountered Hemingway in college while taking a humanities class; the professor had us read Hemingway’s The Nick Adams Stories . I fell in love with Hemingway’s short stories. I wrote an impassioned paper on the character of Nick and received an “A” for my efforts. Throughout the years, I have returned to Hemingway’s short stories, and novellas, and I ha "But man is not made for defeat" he said. "A man can be destroyed, but not defeated." The Old Man and the Sea ~~ Ernest Hemingway” I first encountered Hemingway in college while taking a humanities class; the professor had us read Hemingway’s The Nick Adams Stories . I fell in love with Hemingway’s short stories. I wrote an impassioned paper on the character of Nick and received an “A” for my efforts. Throughout the years, I have returned to Hemingway’s short stories, and novellas, and I have never been disappointed. Fast forward 15 years: The Old Man and the Sea had been on my book shelves for quite some time. I picked it up on a whim on July 21st, in honor of Hemingway’s birthday. So once again, I returned to the world of Ernest Hemingway. The Old Man and the Sea is told with extraordinary simplicity. It is amazing that Hemingway accomplishes so much using so little. Hemingway sacrifices nothing, and shows that brevity is the essence of style here. He clearly draws a portrait of the inner and outer strength of this amazing man. A man who faces each day with a quiet dignity. The Old Man and the Sea is not just a tale of a man and a fish. It is a story of man against nature, and valor, in the face of adversity. Most importantly, it is a story of man and God. To quote William Faulkner: " His best. Time may show it to be the best single piece of any of us, I mean his and my contemporaries. This time, he discovered God, a Creator. Until now, his men and women had made themselves, shaped themselves out of their own clay; their victories and defeats were at the hands of each other, just to prove to themselves or one another how tough they could be. But this time, he wrote about pity: about something somewhere that made them all: the old man who had to catch the fish and then lose it, the fish that had to be caught and then lost, the sharks which had to rob the old man of his fish; made them all and loved them all and pitied them all. It’s all right. Praise God that whatever made and loves and pities Hemingway and me kept him from touching it any further. " Hemingway celebrates the daring and resolve of the old man. Hemingway celebrates this man who goes thru life alone, ferocious, heroic, daring, showing what Hemingway views as the human spirt at its very best. I can’t help but think this is how Papa Hemingway views himself. There is another story being told here as well; one of the purest, most beautiful stories of friendship I’ve ever read. The old man is not alone. He has a friendship, with a young boy who began fishing with him when the boy was only five. Their story is rooted in love, and mutual respect. The boy has been forced to work with another boat, a luckier boat, by his parents. He dreams of working with the old man once more. When the old man goes to war with the fish, he says repeatedly, “I wish the boy were here.” I am surprised that there is such animosity towards this brilliant work. Most people are introduced to this work in high school. That is really quite a shame since it is not intended for the young. With their limited life experience, they cannot relate to the old man. Is there a place for Hemingway’s view of the world today? Politicians’ speak of individualism, and point to rugged individualism. But in this world of Trumps and McConnells, Kardashians and Kanyes, the individual spirit is trampled on daily. Are there any people left in this world like the old man? I don’t know of any. To those who criticize this brilliant work, I understand; today we live lives far removed from the old man’s world. But Hemingway forces us to remember the spirit of the individual, the struggle for human dignity in the face of our daily struggles to survive. Hemingway forces us to recognize bravery, tenacity, expertise, skill and strength.

  9. 4 out of 5

    Muhtasin Fuad

    The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway With a language of great force and simplicity, it tells the story of an old fisherman whom luck seems to have abandoned. And also of the dire challenge he faces. The story is quite simple. I know there were enough tension moments in this book. But still, I didn't enjoy the story much. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready. Good story. The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway With a language of great force and simplicity, it tells the story of an old fisherman whom luck seems to have abandoned. And also of the dire challenge he faces. The story is quite simple. I know there were enough tension moments in this book. But still, I didn't enjoy the story much. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready. Good story.

  10. 5 out of 5

    Fergus

    On July 2, 1961, Heaven and the world fell silent. When a just man dies Lamentation and praise Sorrow and joy Are one. And some suicides, as Scobie’s in The Heart of the Matter, are - no matter what dour theologians May say - Trophies of Heaven. Such, surely, was Hemingway’s. That sunny, windy summer morning we all got the news, even my preteen friends and I were taciturn and sullen. Ernest Hemingway had been a Hero in our world. Life and Time magazines said so, and they were the gospel truth for our p On July 2, 1961, Heaven and the world fell silent. When a just man dies Lamentation and praise Sorrow and joy Are one. And some suicides, as Scobie’s in The Heart of the Matter, are - no matter what dour theologians May say - Trophies of Heaven. Such, surely, was Hemingway’s. That sunny, windy summer morning we all got the news, even my preteen friends and I were taciturn and sullen. Ernest Hemingway had been a Hero in our world. Life and Time magazines said so, and they were the gospel truth for our parents... That was the morning my parents had scheduled to get our hardwood flooring refinished, so all us kids had to be outa there pronto! So, little James Deans all, my buddies and I decided grimly to ride our bikes far, far into the rural countryside. Our chests were hollow, as happens at times when you lose someone special. So, we thought, A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do - saddle up and ride out! We rode for hours that day. Me, Ricky, my little brother and Peter Teal. We knew on the way back we’d be bucking the strong north wind, but we didn’t care... Finally we arrived at an eerily abandoned farmhouse. Obviously, no one had lived there for years. But everything - furniture, appliances, even cutlery on the table - was strangely untouched. Like the family wasn’t planning to go far... Just like Ernest Hemingway. He just had to go and get some Fresh Air, away from all his demons for a moment! A month later I read this book. My Mom the librarian said it was a good place to start with this great writer. With school starting soon and the days getting shorter, I read about Santiago and his dream. And the Great Victory he had won in that dream... The greatest victory of all - The victory of the immortal human Heart over Despair.

  11. 5 out of 5

    Riku Sayuj

    The wolves will come... I started this in high spirits as my updates show: "fifth re-read, how thrilling it is to plumb new depths in old wells of wisdom..." But, as I read on towards the last few pages, I couldn't shake the feeling that this is Moby Dick set in an alternate universe. In this alternate universe: The Giant Leviathan is a noble, unseen fish - steady and without malice. Captain Ahab is transformed into a gentle, wise old zen master. Santiago - a humble fisherman with no legendary crew t The wolves will come... I started this in high spirits as my updates show: "fifth re-read, how thrilling it is to plumb new depths in old wells of wisdom..." But, as I read on towards the last few pages, I couldn't shake the feeling that this is Moby Dick set in an alternate universe. In this alternate universe: The Giant Leviathan is a noble, unseen fish - steady and without malice. Captain Ahab is transformed into a gentle, wise old zen master. Santiago - a humble fisherman with no legendary crew to command and only his frail body instead of a Pequod to do his bidding. Ishmael is a young boy, who instead of being a "end is nigh" Nostradamus is a loving, weeping young boy who cares deeply about the world. Queequeg is probably the dolphin which was the old man's only hope against his foe, his brother. Now Moby Dick for me was the grand struggle of an obsessed genius with his destiny (in fact, about the creative struggle) - it proves that life is a tragedy and in the grand conclusion, you go down with a mighty confrontation and your ambitions take you down to the depths of the sea - no trace left of either you or your grand dreams except a mist of madness propagated as a half-heard story. This was profound and it moved me to tears - but it was still grand, was it not? The great struggle, the titanic battle and the heroic capitulation! It was operatic and it was uplifting - even amidst the tragedy, the mighty bellow of man's cry in the face of the unconquerable; that gave me goosebumps. But Hemingway and his Old Man has turned the story on its head. It takes you beyond the happily-ever-after of Moby Dick (!) and as always those unchartered waters are beyond description. This alternate universe is much more cruel and much more real. There is no grand confrontation that ends in an inspirational tragedy. It turns it into a battle of attrition - you are inevitably defeated even in success and life will wear you down and leave no trace of your ambitions. It makes you battle to the last breaking point of every nerve and sinew and lets you win a hollow victory that you cannot celebrate as life has worn you out too much in your pursuit of your goals and the destiny, the destiny too now seems more and more unreal and you ask yourself if you were even worthy enough to start the battle. And as you turn back after that jaded victory, then comes the sharks, inevitably, inexorably. And then begins the real battle, not the grand epic, but a doomed, unenthusiastic battle against reality - with the knowledge that no grand ambition can ever succeed. And the old man tells it for you - "I never should have gone out that far!" The alternate universe is depressing and it is Zen at the same time, I do not know how. I probably have to read this many more times before any hope, any secret light in it comes to illuminate me - for today, for this reading, Hemingway has depressed me beyond belief and I cannot remember how I always thought of this as an inspirational fable! The scene in which the restaurant lady sees the bones of the once great fish sums it up for me - In the end you give up hope of success and only wish that at the very least you might be able to bring back a ghost of the fish so that people can see how great your target really was - but all they see is the almost vanished skeleton of your idea; your grand dreams are just so much garbage now and who will have the imagination to see the grandeur it had at its conception? “They beat me, Manolin,” he said. “They truly beat me.” “He didn’t beat you. Not the fish.” “No. Truly. It was afterwards.”

  12. 4 out of 5

    Lisa

    My children and I were crossing a bridge in Rome. Our senses were acutely sharpened. We were aware of each minute spent in this capital of human storytelling, of the neverending drama of human culture and nature in interaction and in occasional clashes. Looking out over the river, my son and I spot the sorry remains of a boat, just the bare metal frame without any "flesh", and we instinctively say at the same time: "Hemingway's old man!" We look at each other, smile at our simultaneous associati My children and I were crossing a bridge in Rome. Our senses were acutely sharpened. We were aware of each minute spent in this capital of human storytelling, of the neverending drama of human culture and nature in interaction and in occasional clashes. Looking out over the river, my son and I spot the sorry remains of a boat, just the bare metal frame without any "flesh", and we instinctively say at the same time: "Hemingway's old man!" We look at each other, smile at our simultaneous association, and start arguing whether or not one can see the fish in the same way as a boat, or whether the destruction of the boat is a more definitive loss. While we are arguing, my younger children are enquiring about the story we discuss, and we give them the details. "Losing something means you really had it!" That is their conclusion, and while my eldest son and I start pondering whether or not the younger two are ready for the old man and the sea in Hemingway's own words, we continue walking, and life goes on, and a new generation of Hemingway readers find sense and meaning in his parable on the human struggle. We feel like saying: "I'm sorry, boat!", in the same way the old man said: "I'm sorry, fish!" But the fact that it lies there showing its naked metal ribs tells us it truly existed. That's more than nothing. And it is not a bad place for a boat to rest. Just like the old man and the fish are in good hands between the covers of a Hemingway novel. Nothing's lost as long as we can tell stories about it. Brilliant parable of man's struggle with nature and himself. Beautifully written. One of my favorite Hemingways. PS: And a Pulitzer that I don't find disappointing.

  13. 4 out of 5

    David Putnam

    Loved this book. One of my favorites. I really don't understand why this book doesn't have a higher overall rating. I like Hemingway and I think this is one of his better ones. I guess it's because it doesn't get in the way of itself like some of his other works. This one is straightforward, great descriptions in a man vs nature story. Highly recommend. David Putnam author of The Bruno Johnson series. Loved this book. One of my favorites. I really don't understand why this book doesn't have a higher overall rating. I like Hemingway and I think this is one of his better ones. I guess it's because it doesn't get in the way of itself like some of his other works. This one is straightforward, great descriptions in a man vs nature story. Highly recommend. David Putnam author of The Bruno Johnson series.

  14. 4 out of 5

    Peter

    This is one of my favourite Hemingway books ever. The old fisherman has the catch of his lifetime and loses everything in a hard struggle to nature. Only bits and pieces of the great Marlin remain. What a book and what a powerful prose. A book to take with you on a deserted island. You seldom find so much symbolism condensed in one single and relatively short book. Very emotional and moving. One of my alltime favourites, a timeless classic! Recommended? I would say this is an absolute must read!

  15. 5 out of 5

    Lyn

    A masterpiece. Like a fable, this has become a part of our cultural consciousness. Santiago's simple heroism is a benchmark for all who persevere and endure. A masterpiece. Like a fable, this has become a part of our cultural consciousness. Santiago's simple heroism is a benchmark for all who persevere and endure.

  16. 4 out of 5

    Jibran

    My big fish must be somewhere. Many years ago when I read The Old Man and the Sea I thought it was going nowhere, that it was too simple and ordinary to be of any consequence. On a second reading, however, my view changed and I ended up loving it. What I mistook for repetition was a literary device for emphasis and the boat, like the story, that I judged to be unmoving in the rolling seas was caught in a whirlpool churning the waters in its depth so that the boat and the old man at the sea were n My big fish must be somewhere. Many years ago when I read The Old Man and the Sea I thought it was going nowhere, that it was too simple and ordinary to be of any consequence. On a second reading, however, my view changed and I ended up loving it. What I mistook for repetition was a literary device for emphasis and the boat, like the story, that I judged to be unmoving in the rolling seas was caught in a whirlpool churning the waters in its depth so that the boat and the old man at the sea were never at rest till the end. Although grounds for comparison do not exist, reading this novella, Orhan Pamuk came to mind. It's their ability to weave the many similar threads of narrative into a stunning improvisatory whole that turns a small, and prima facie simple, scenario that might be covered in a few pages into an expanded mass of words that transcends the boundaries of its immediate context to inform on larger human struggle. Repetition or artistic improvisation, when done well, is fascinating and here Orhan Pamuk and Ernest Hemingway appear brothers-in-arms. You start with a pin prick of a view that widens and opens out into a wide vista giving you a clear view of the clutter of human ethos. Like his so many stories it's a tale of a heroic struggle but only inasmuch as a frail-legged ant suffers to get a tiny lump of sugar to its colony to claim its superiority on the lesser types. A knackered old man dreaming on the seas of a big catch in a boat fit for the axe of a lumberjack with a young boy for a helper do not evoke the romantic world of heroic battles fought by the gun-wielding machismo of Hemingway's other stories. This is something simpler in its setting yet more profound in its humanistic import. A piece of writing - a prose story or a poem - becomes great because it has no single, fixed, literal meaning that forbids imagination. It is the reader who picks up the idea consistent with the subjective conditions of his own worldview, interpreting the text, changing it, and then getting changed by it in turn. This novella lends itself to interpretation on multiple levels and, for its rich imagery of natural elements and human emotions, remains one of the very best Hemingway offered us. October 2015

  17. 5 out of 5

    Brina

    Ernest Hemingway is considered one of the masters of American 20th century fiction. Garnering from his life experiences, his novels reflect on his time as a newspaper reporter and correspondent in a Europe during both the inner war and war years. A member of the lost generation, Hemingway was the first of his group to have a major work published. In addition to all of the accolades bestowed upon him, Hemingway is considered along Steinbeck to be a master storyteller, especially of short stories. Ernest Hemingway is considered one of the masters of American 20th century fiction. Garnering from his life experiences, his novels reflect on his time as a newspaper reporter and correspondent in a Europe during both the inner war and war years. A member of the lost generation, Hemingway was the first of his group to have a major work published. In addition to all of the accolades bestowed upon him, Hemingway is considered along Steinbeck to be a master storyteller, especially of short stories. The crowning achievement to an illustrious career, The Old Man and the Sea won the Pulitzer Prize for fiction in 1952, less than ten years before Hemingway's death. Santiago is an older fisherman in Havana. He is content fishing and contemplating on his life while finding out the daily baseball scores. His favorite ball player is Joe DiMaggio because his father was a famed fisherman. As a younger man, Santiago was considered the strongest man in Havana, one time outlasting a negro from Cienfuegos in a twenty four hour arm wrestling duel. Yet, despite his fame and accomplishments as a fisherman, Santiago's luck has run out on hm. As an older man, her needs help from a boy to complete his daily fishing hauls and tasks, and has not caught a fish in 84 days. In spite of this run of poor luck, Santiago still returns to the seas on a daily basis, hopeful to catch the big fish that has alluded him for his entire life. Because of lack of successes, his boy has turned to another, lucky fishing boat. Santiago has to go at it alone, with only two fishing lines and baits. Determined to catch that big one, he sets out even with the dangers of sea, especially sharks, knowing that each journey into the water could be his last. Yet, this is subsistence and sustenance for many people on an island, so Santiago persists at his task. His voyage for the big fish becomes more than a fishing trip but his contemplating life, bestowing his wisdom on both the fishing trade and life knowledge on the younger generations. This is without the assurance that he will even catch a fish or if this determination to catch the big one will be his last voyage. From this 120 page novella, one can see glimpses of Hemingway's greatness. His sentences are full of imagery and imparting the wisdom of a rich life. As an older man, he himself enjoyed fishing and Santiago mirrors how Hemingway spent his later life. I have read a number of Pulitzers, and while the writing of this novella is enriching, I am left wondering if perhaps Hemingway won the award here as a crowning jewel on his life body of work. The story was captivating and full of messages yet a novella, rather than a novel. Perhaps, unbeknownst to me, this powerful novella was the best work of fiction in its given year and worthy of the award. In my quest to read the Pulitzers, I am glad that I was finally lead to read Hemingway. It is clear to me that he is a master of his craft, and I look forward to reading his further work. The Old Man and the Sea looks back on an enriching life and won Hemingway a deserving award, if not for his lifetime of writing. As a lovely story and another Pulitzer I can check off my list, The Old Man and the Sea rates 4 powerful stars.

  18. 5 out of 5

    Vit Babenco

    I believe The Old Man and the Sea reflects Ernest Hemingway’s own life crisis… Any fishing feats, even picturesquely portrayed, don’t sound like some heroic doings… The sun was rising for the third time since he had put to sea when the fish started to circle. He could not see by the slant of the line that the fish was circling. It was too early for that. He just felt a faint slackening of the pressure of the line and he commenced to pull on it gently with his right hand. It tightened, as always, b I believe The Old Man and the Sea reflects Ernest Hemingway’s own life crisis… Any fishing feats, even picturesquely portrayed, don’t sound like some heroic doings… The sun was rising for the third time since he had put to sea when the fish started to circle. He could not see by the slant of the line that the fish was circling. It was too early for that. He just felt a faint slackening of the pressure of the line and he commenced to pull on it gently with his right hand. It tightened, as always, but just when he reached the point where it would break, line began to come in. He slipped his shoulders and head from under the line and began to pull in line steadily and gently. He used both of his hands in a swinging motion and tried to do the pulling as much as he could with his body and his legs. His old legs and shoulders pivoted with the swinging of the pulling. If the caught fish, however big, is man’s greatest achievement then his life is frittered away…

  19. 5 out of 5

    Dave Schaafsma

    “He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff on the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days without a fish.” A masterpiece. I know that many many young people are still forced to read this book in school and don’t quite get what all the hoopla is about, but I think it is not written with young people primarily in mind. There is the boy that supports the old man, true, but as with other stories about old people facing hardship—King Lear comes to mind—I think other stories may connect bette “He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff on the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days without a fish.” A masterpiece. I know that many many young people are still forced to read this book in school and don’t quite get what all the hoopla is about, but I think it is not written with young people primarily in mind. There is the boy that supports the old man, true, but as with other stories about old people facing hardship—King Lear comes to mind—I think other stories may connect better for young people. I know I read this as a young man, maybe first at 14, and liked it just fine, then taught it in various settings, and don’t think I appreciated it anywhere as much in any previous reading as I do now. Maybe because now I begin to approach the age of the old man! “Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the color of the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.” When I grew up my Dad and his brother Joe took me out fishing for decades, teaching me each time we went out how to fish. Always teaching me. We fished for decades perch and walleye and pike in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, on Lake Manistique. In a boat with a small motor and oars. Or fishing for Coho Salmon and Lake Trout in a larger boat ten-twelve miles out Lake Michigan. Neither of them spoke much in the boat, nor encouraged me to speak, or do much of anything but focus on the fishing lines before me as if in some religious observance. We’d be out on the lake before dawn and get back at dusk. I loved then as now to read, but this was not allowed, really, in the boat. Full concentration was required. I learned how to respond in such a way that I would keep the fish on the line and not allow him to spit out the hook. I learned the very specific strategies for reeling them in. I learned how the fisherman and the fish were in contest, and this required presence in every moment. “Now alone, and out of sight of land, he was fast to the biggest fish he had ever seen and the biggest he had ever heard of. . .” I have not read this book for decades, not since my Dad died, now many years ago, so that was part of my reading this time, connecting it to my Dad and fishing with my Dad and Uncle Joe, in a way. I didn’t think much about my own parenting or mentoring, as much, actually, though the book is about that, too. The book conveys in simple language the fight of one man’s life, for days alone attempting to reel in the largest fish he has ever encountered, who takes him farther and farther out to sea. If you like to fish, this is also a fine book. It’s a Biggest Fish Ever story. And if you like nature, you learn about the importance of the sea and various birds and fish. “Blessed Virgin, pray for the death of this fish. As wonderful as he is.” In the process Hemingway manages to convey several dimensions of his code for living: courage, humility, endurance, respect for others. And then, it's not about the fish, it's about what it means to be fully human, to the very end. Right, it can be read as allegory. So, in this match with. . . death, he’s resourceful: “No, no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what you have.” “I will show him what a man can do and what a man can endure.” “A man can be destroyed but not defeated.” Hemingway won the Pulitzer Prize in 1953 for this book, and the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1954. He grew up in Oak Park, Illinois, the nearest west suburb of Chicago. He died of self-inflicted gunshot wounds in Idaho in 1961. I thought of that fact while reading this book, about whether he had finally been defeated, out of emotional resources himself at the very end. But as he aged, he wrote a hell of a book about aging, about the importance of hope and striving, as inspiration for the rest of us.

  20. 4 out of 5

    Reading_ Tamishly

    The Old Man and The Sea is a short story by Ernest Hemingway which talks about an old lonely fisherman who was being shunned as he was considered bad luck when it comes to fishing and those who live around. Except for a young boy who takes care that he sleeps, eats and carry on with his normal daily routine, the old man lives a rather lonely life who takes pleasure in talking about baseball and his old fishing adventures. The plot revolves around two days and nights when he sets out to get hold The Old Man and The Sea is a short story by Ernest Hemingway which talks about an old lonely fisherman who was being shunned as he was considered bad luck when it comes to fishing and those who live around. Except for a young boy who takes care that he sleeps, eats and carry on with his normal daily routine, the old man lives a rather lonely life who takes pleasure in talking about baseball and his old fishing adventures. The plot revolves around two days and nights when he sets out to get hold of a big fish being unable to haul it alone and getting carried by the fish until he reaches the shore. I enjoyed reading about this character who's symbolic of resilience, loneliness, adventurous spirit and the writing is thoroughly engaging till the end. I feel how the book ends leaves m the readers as how to interpret the story in their own terms, mine being the main character showed what he could do inspite of all the challenges and the constant criticism he was facing. This is my second read from the author, the first being A Farewell To Arms which I read years ago and loved it inspite of the unlikeable main character. Looking forward to read more of the author's work. The author's life story is pretty interesting as well. Love how this book's introduction gave a short information on the author.

  21. 5 out of 5

    Greta

    The Old Man and the Sea The Old Man and the Sea is a short novel by Ernest Hemingway and tells the story of Santiago, an aging Cuban fisherman who struggles to catch a giant marlin far out in the sea. The book was awarded the Pulitzer Prize, and contributed to him winning the Nobel Prize in 1954. Santiago and the marlin Santiago‘s three-day struggle to catch the marlin Santiago has a run of bad luck when he is unable to catch a fish for eighty-four days. But instead of resigning he decides to ship d The Old Man and the Sea The Old Man and the Sea is a short novel by Ernest Hemingway and tells the story of Santiago, an aging Cuban fisherman who struggles to catch a giant marlin far out in the sea. The book was awarded the Pulitzer Prize, and contributed to him winning the Nobel Prize in 1954. Santiago and the marlin Santiago‘s three-day struggle to catch the marlin Santiago has a run of bad luck when he is unable to catch a fish for eighty-four days. But instead of resigning he decides to ship deeper into the sea and hooks the eighteen feet large marlin. Because of its great size he is unable to pull the fish in and the two become engaged in a three day fight that represents Santiago‘s greatest challenge but often seems more like an alliance than a struggle. He ultimately loses the fish, when the marlin is eaten by sharks, but paradoxically the fish is also his greatest victory as the fishing line serves as a symbol of their fraternal connection. The Honor in Struggle, Defeat & Death After Santiago finally secured the marlin it is eaten by sharks From the very beginning Santiago is characterized as someone struggling against defeat. He resolves to sail out beyond the other fishermen, brutally fights with the marlin and continues to ward off sharks, even though he knows the battle is useless. Both Santiago and the marlin display qualities of pride, honor, and bravery and both are subject to the same eternal law: kill or be killed. No living thing can escape the inevitable struggle that will lead to its death. But in Santiago‘s world view the best will nonetheless refuse to give in to its power. „man can be destroyed but not defeated.” Thereby Hemingway suggests that the inevitability of destruction creates the terms that allow a worthy man or beast to transcend it. Therefore a man can prove his determination through the worthiness of his opponents. Santiago sees the marlin as worthy of a fight and this admiration brings love and respect into an equation with death, as their destruction becomes a point of honor and bravery. Even though Santiago only returns with the skeleton of the marlin and is therefore destroyed at the end, he is never defeated but emerges as a hero. The glory and honor Santiago accrues comes not from his battle itself but from his pride and determination to fight to his death. Religion Santiago only returns with the skeleton of the marlin Hemingway very clearly compares Santiago to Christ, who gave his life for the greater glory of humankind. When Santiago’s palms are cut by his fishing line in the struggle with the marlin and when he makes a noise similar to that of a man having nails driven through his hands when the sharks arrive, Hemingway portrays the old man as a crucified marty. Furthermore, the image of the old man struggling up the hill with his mast across his shoulders recalls Christ’s march toward Calvary. Even the position in which Santiago collapses on his bed—face down with his arms out straight and the palms of his hands up—brings to mind the image of Christ suffering on the cross. Hemingway uses those images to link Santiago to Christ, who exemplified transcendence by turning loss into gain, defeat into triumph, and even death into renewed life. Ernest Hemingway Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961) Ernest Hemingway was an American writer, war journalist, fisherman, hunter and sportsman. Through his life he suffered from alcoholism, depression and most likely a bipolar disorder that led to him being medicated and committed to several mental institutions, where he frequently received electroshock therapy. He was constantly worried about money and his safety, became paranoid and thought that the FBI was monitoring his movements. In fact the FBI had opened a file on him during World War II, and their agents watched him during the 1950s. An aura of secrecy surrounds Hemingway's treatment but he committed suicide only days after he left the clinic. He shot himself in the head with his favorite shotgun, as did his father before him and his brother after him. Today seven members of the Hemingway family committed suicide. „Man can be destroyed but not defeated.” I mostly choose to understand „The old man and the sea“ as Hemingway‘s internal struggle with personal limits and a positive interpretation of destruction and loss, even though he ultimately didn’t manage to not be defeated by the heaviness of life himself and didn‘t grant himself the same honor in struggle and defeat as Santiago. But on the other hand he saw the victory in death itself and it’s liberation from defeat, which justifies his suicide just as much. Still I will never be a great fan of allegories and tend to dislike religious symbolism even though it‘s a nice intertextual reference to Moby Dick.

  22. 4 out of 5

    PirateSteve

    It's man against nature, the elements. It's all about the adventure, the battle ... that's what makes you feel so alive. The old man, Santiago, was going to continue whether it killed him or not ... to die while feeling so alive ... For those with the wonderful ability to enjoy reading ... this book is a privilege. It's man against nature, the elements. It's all about the adventure, the battle ... that's what makes you feel so alive. The old man, Santiago, was going to continue whether it killed him or not ... to die while feeling so alive ... For those with the wonderful ability to enjoy reading ... this book is a privilege.

  23. 4 out of 5

    Ian "Marvin" Graye

    The Old Man and the Allegory This book might just be an allegory of Darwinist Capitalism and the survival of the most aggressive and hungry in the world of corporate enterprise and rivalry. Hey, What's the Big Idea? It describes what it feels like to have one big idea or to invent something for which the market is not ready. You struggle and wrestle with your "big fish" for ages, until in your mind you have caught it and perfected the way to reel it in, nobody is watching when you start the journey The Old Man and the Allegory This book might just be an allegory of Darwinist Capitalism and the survival of the most aggressive and hungry in the world of corporate enterprise and rivalry. Hey, What's the Big Idea? It describes what it feels like to have one big idea or to invent something for which the market is not ready. You struggle and wrestle with your "big fish" for ages, until in your mind you have caught it and perfected the way to reel it in, nobody is watching when you start the journey back to the market, your rivals snipe and question you and your catch, the market stands back apprehensive and sceptical, you never give up even when you're totally broken backed and exhausted, then the sharks start to have a field day pecking at your catch, first tentatively, then more confidently when they realise you're too poor to fight them off, then one day you discover there is nothing left of your catch, your rivals have offered the market an alternative but inferior product, and your wife and children regard you as a failure. The Old Man and His Chair Every afternoon, before dinner, you sit shattered and weary in your chair, wondering whether it would have been so much easier to get a job, be a salary boy and do what the man said. Just before you fall asleep, you wonder if there is such a thing as karma or reincarnation, it would be nice to get a second chance to prove your worth and avoid making the same mistake of believing in yourself, your ideas and your resilience. One afternoon, you don't wake up from your sleep. An Old Man, A Big Fish and the Sea One old man was lucky enough to have another old man with a beard write a book with simple sentences about his life. That book will have to suffice for the rest of us and our efforts. We read it when we are too young and don't realise that it might one day describe what has happened to those of us who are brash enough to have big ideas. It's just a book about an old man, a big fish and the sea. For Brian "When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him." Jonathan Swift SOUNDTRACK: The Clean - "Fish" (Live in Brisbane) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1WfIG... The Clean - "Fish" (Live in Wellington, NZ, 2007) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFWLdl... Just to prove that people can be genuinely inspired by fish, with or without psychedelic drugs.

  24. 4 out of 5

    Matthew

    This was my very first Hemingway and I loved it! However, I am not sure if it broke me for future Hemingway novels. This one was so perfect in its simpleness. When I got to other Hemingway novels it was almost like there was too much in them - I wanted the basics of this book again. That is not to say that I have not enjoyed his other books, but if I had read the others first and wasn't tempted to compare them to this, I would have rated them higher. So, if you want to read lots of Hemingway, may This was my very first Hemingway and I loved it! However, I am not sure if it broke me for future Hemingway novels. This one was so perfect in its simpleness. When I got to other Hemingway novels it was almost like there was too much in them - I wanted the basics of this book again. That is not to say that I have not enjoyed his other books, but if I had read the others first and wasn't tempted to compare them to this, I would have rated them higher. So, if you want to read lots of Hemingway, maybe don't start here. I would suggest probably A Farewell to Arms followed by The Sun Also Rises (I don't think I would recommend For Whom the Bell Tolls until you were sure you are into Hemingway) If you have always thought about reading Hemingway and you just want a taste with the chance that you may not read more, The Old Man and the Sea is a perfect place to start!

  25. 4 out of 5

    Gaurav

    The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence. -Tom Wolfe Loneliness of human existence is omnipresent, perhaps that is what human existence is condemned to and that is what has haunted human beings most since the early days of civilization. Though loneliness is an unavoidable condition of our humanity, it resides The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence. -Tom Wolfe Loneliness of human existence is omnipresent, perhaps that is what human existence is condemned to and that is what has haunted human beings most since the early days of civilization. Though loneliness is an unavoidable condition of our humanity, it resides in the innermost being of the self, expanding as each individual becomes aware of and confronts the ultimate experiences of life: change, upheaval, tragedy, joy, the passage of time, and death. Loneliness in this sense is not the same as suffering the loss of a loved one, or a perceived lack of a sense of wholeness or integrity. Existential loneliness is a way of being in the world, it is an ontological condition, a way of grasping for and confronting one's own subjective truth. And perhaps that’s where, the man uplifts himself against seemingly odds and defines his life and thereby stick to truth of life- truth which he has defined for himself or his life per se. I struggle to put my thoughts into words about this little gem by Hemingway, it is exactly like fishing- just when you think you have grabbed the ideas and put them in assorted order, and you believe you would pull it away, it disappears in the depth of chaos and you lost it. This is what it is- a condensed prose written with the precision of a minimalist who can portray great ideas about human existence beneath the simple tales. The Old, Santiago has been going for fishing for 84 days now without success. In the first forty days a boy-Rogelio was with him. But after forty days without a fish the boy’s parents had told him that old man was now definitely and finally salao. Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated. Perhaps that’s what kept him moving despite all not getting success for a longtime. Probably it was his experience too with life- for he would have been in such situations before- which provides him strength and motivation to move forward. How easy it to lose grip of life when things are not going as you want to be, and how difficult it is to get your act together to move forward even when you ‘believe’ things are not going as you like them to be. Perhaps not so difficult, probably it is all about mindset but is it really that easy- probably not, for had it been so, there wouldn’t have been no prophets, enlightened men throughout our history. Probably it requires high degree of meditation of soul to cultivate your mind in such a way that it may act as you wish- and a few have been able to do so since the outbreak of human civilization. At one level it is the tale of a man and a fish, at another, a story of man versus nature, at yet another, the story of the culture of manhood, courage, bravery in the face of existence, and at yet another a history of what life was like when individuals were more the central actors on the human stage and not groups or organizations. The Old man no longer dreams of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach. He has stood up from petty details of life and hope to sustain through punishing life keeps him moving forward. Better to sail an ocean of hope than a sea of despair. The Old man is a dreamer, though his dreams may not have been ordinary, scuffed and sanded down by decades of fishing the Gulf Stream: no longer does his sleeping mind drift to the great events throughout his life but instead just to a place, a childhood memory: lions playing on an African beach. He is reverent but not pious, wary of devotion, although he could waver. He is a symbol of an attitude toward life. He often thinks and talks poetically and symbolically and so artificially.His relationship with nature is not usual- unusual in the sense that he thinks of sea as most people do not:- But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favors, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought. ”Fish,” he said, “I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.” He has been victim of worst form of luck- Salao, the fish may remain allusive for 84 days from him, but he sets out 85th day with hope of life, forgetting the burden of last 84 days- as one should do in life. May be today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready. He gets lucky too this time and his quarry hooked and a big fish from the hope of sea struck in his fishing net. But then true test of life begins for him, Day becomes night becomes day, and with little or no sleep the old man loses track of time and islands of Sargasso weed drift by. Eating raw bonito and dorado to maintain strength, while slowly sapping the marlin’s will, Santiago regrets his poor planning: I will never go in a boat again without salt or limes. Santiago symbolizes courage, gut and perseverance- which are perhaps most important of the traits required to live the life. He will win the battle but lose the prize, and rue the desperation that carried him beyond practical bounds. He laments the ruins of his lionheart dream, and yet he remains unbowed: “A man can be destroyed but not defeated.” He is not only courageous. He is humble and gently proud, aware of beauty and filled with a sense of brotherhood with nature. And he has a loving heart. These attributes have not been common in Hemingway characters in the past. Since they are admirable and Mr. Hemingway admires them, the moral climate of "The Old Man and the Sea" is fresh and healthy and the old man's ordeal is moving. The book reflects upon some of the basic parameters of human existence- which are loneliness and recognition. Here, it builds upon Sartre’s The Other, when the old man is fishing right in the middle of sea, the loneliness of human existence strikes him- a man may achieve insurmountable feats but he needs to someone to share the very feat; solitude may be a bliss but you need someone to discuss that it is. He looked around for the bird now because now because he would like him for company.. He develops psychological association with ‘the fish’ over a period of time as man generally becomes attached even with inanimate things if put in exile. But he is the symbolism for entire humankind, and he realizes how laws of nature work and any sort of unrequired affection may be futile in the struggle for existence. I wish I could feed the fish, he thought. He is my brother. But I must kill him and keep strong to do it. The Old man and The Sea may come across as a simple fable about an unlucky fisherman to a naïve reader, but it is what it conveys beside simple arrangements of words and it is exactly the beauty of Hemingway that how he has been words with minimalist approach to portray profound subjects of humankind. The book, to me, may be said as bible of human existence, the Old man symbolizes the human attitude towards life in general; it is the tale of civilized human life and exactly what does it take to live such one- courage, love, faith, hope, and clarity. And the prose of Hemingway provides indefinite possibilities to the readers to interpret it according to their own world, how rare it is to find a piece of art which can be interpreted in every probable way, which holds true in every era, and that is what exactly Hemingway offered to the mankind. 5/5

  26. 4 out of 5

    Michael Finocchiaro

    Hemingway has a deservedly incredible reputation as one of America's greatest 20th C writers and The Old Man and the Sea distills this talent into a gripping and poignant tale - absolutely splendid. One of my favorite quotes is an early description of Santiago: The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck. The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his Hemingway has a deservedly incredible reputation as one of America's greatest 20th C writers and The Old Man and the Sea distills this talent into a gripping and poignant tale - absolutely splendid. One of my favorite quotes is an early description of Santiago: The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck. The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of the scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert. Everything about his was old except his eyes which were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated." Classic Hemingway in the precision of the language and careful use vocabulary. Notice the alliteration from 'back', 'brown', 'blotches', 'benevolent', 'brings'. The two similies about the scars and his eyes just jump out of the text. A short, but splendid masterpiece. A late flowering of his genius before the ignominious end of his life. Don't miss my review of the Meyer biography of Hemingway: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show... My rating of all the Pulitzer Winners: https://www.goodreads.com/list/show/1...

  27. 4 out of 5

    Tadiana ✩Night Owl☽

    So, reading this book was my personal penance for reading a rather silly YA fantasy freebie, Obsidian. If I read something particularly shallow and brainless, I try to balance it out with a classic or something that makes me actually use my brain cells. At first Hemingway's typical simple, spare prose and his testosterone-fueled values were getting on my nerves. Digression here: one of the funnier things I've read was a piece on McSweeney's titled "Toto's 'Africa' by Ernest Hemingway". If you kno So, reading this book was my personal penance for reading a rather silly YA fantasy freebie, Obsidian. If I read something particularly shallow and brainless, I try to balance it out with a classic or something that makes me actually use my brain cells. At first Hemingway's typical simple, spare prose and his testosterone-fueled values were getting on my nerves. Digression here: one of the funnier things I've read was a piece on McSweeney's titled "Toto's 'Africa' by Ernest Hemingway". If you know 80s pop music you'll enjoy this. It reads in part:His head spun from whiskey and soda. She was a damned nice woman. It would take a lot to drag him away from her. It was unlikely that a hundred men or more could ever do such a thing. The air, now thick and moist, seemed to carry rain again. He blessed the rains of Africa. They were the only thing left to bless in this forsaken place, he thought—at least until she set foot on the continent. They were going to take some time to do the things they never had. He stood on the tarmac and watched as the plane came in for its landing. He heard the sound of wild dogs crying out into the night. The man thought the dogs sounded desperate, perhaps having grown restless and longing for some company. He knew the feeling.Anyway, I'm reading sentences in this book like "They sat on the Terrace and many of the fishermen made fun of the old man and he was not angry," and I'm thinking, I'm just going to have to make myself power through this. But gradually this story sucked me in, and I could feel the nobility in both the old man and the immense fish. I had sympathy for old Santiago and his physically and mentally excruciating battle against the marlin (view spoiler)[and then the heartbreak of the hopeless fight against the sharks (hide spoiler)] . The Christ imagery toward the end was interesting, if not subtle. For example:He started to climb again and at the top he fell and lay for some time with the mast across his shoulder. He tried to get up. But it was too difficult and he sat there with the mast on his shoulder and looked at the road.There's a lot more (his poor hands!), and it was moving even if I'm not completely buying everything Hemingway is selling. It's clear that the old man has gone through a shattering experience and has come through it, if not having defeated the forces of death, still with a huge personal victory. I'm going to digress a little here again, and get a bit personal, but I'm reminded as well of an old poem, "Gethsemane" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, that ends:All paths that have been, or shall be, Pass somewhere through Gethsemane. All those who journey, soon or late, Must pass within the garden’s gate; Must kneel alone in darkness there, And battle with some fierce despair. God pity those who cannot say, “Not mine but thine,” who only say, “Let this cup pass,” and cannot see The purpose in Gethsemane.We all have our personal hardships, whether they be giant fish, sharks (I've met a few in my life, mostly human), jobs, physical problems, relationships, or any number of other trials in our lives. Not giving up, enduring with dignity, doing your best, reeling in that fish, battling those relentless sharks -- how we handle our troubles makes a huge difference, both to those around us and, perhaps mostly, to ourselves.

  28. 4 out of 5

    Nandakishore Mridula

    "You have control over only your karma: never on its fruits. So because of [concern over] the fruits of your karma, never shirk from it." This is most probably the most quoted, used, misused, praised and maligned verse from the Bhagavad Gita, where Lord Krishna instructs Arjuna on the Karma-yoga. It has been praised as the epitome of virtue to do your duty regardless of the consequences: it has been severely criticised as the upper caste Hindu spiritual drug to force a person to follow his caste "You have control over only your karma: never on its fruits. So because of [concern over] the fruits of your karma, never shirk from it." This is most probably the most quoted, used, misused, praised and maligned verse from the Bhagavad Gita, where Lord Krishna instructs Arjuna on the Karma-yoga. It has been praised as the epitome of virtue to do your duty regardless of the consequences: it has been severely criticised as the upper caste Hindu spiritual drug to force a person to follow his caste duties without contemplation. Both views have their merits: but what they ignore is that, spirituality aside, this is what keeps most of us sane - having very little control over where we are placed as a cog in this huge machine of the universe, the best thing is to bite the bullet and press ahead, and do the best you can. Hemingway's old fisherman, Santiago, would not have known the Gita. But he echoes its philosophy when he says: Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman, he thought. But that was the thing that I was born for. Being born as a fisherman, his karma is to fish - it does not matter whether he manages to land anything. Everyday he keeps on returning to the sea, because My big fish must be somewhere. Yes, indeed. ------------------------- This slim book is Hemingway's testament to the eternal struggle of man against nature, a dance of life and death, enacted by Santiago and the marlin against the backdrop of the sea and the sky. Even while intent on killing one another, the contest is one of love as well as antagonism. “Fish," he said, "I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.” You did not kill the fish only to keep alive and to sell for food, he thought. You killed him for pride and because you are a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more? There is nothing personal in it, no pleasure or pain - just the inevitability of karma. And it does not matter whether one wins or loses, whether one has the catch to show for one's victory - for the act of fishing is what is important, for a man who was born to be a fisherman. Up the road, in his shack, the old man was sleeping again. He was still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him. The old man was dreaming about the lions. Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose. Tomorrow is always another day. One of the real gems of world literature.

  29. 5 out of 5

    Sean Barrs

    If this story can teach us anything, it is that sometimes you just need to let go. To let go of your selfish ambitions. To let go of your absent youth. And to let go of a fish (or a prize) that is going to bring you nothing because life is transitory. It is a powerful allegory and one that extends far beyond the actual scenario, which I naturally found repugnant because it glorifies fishing. If it didn't have such a strong universal value, I would likely rate this differently. But that aside, I If this story can teach us anything, it is that sometimes you just need to let go. To let go of your selfish ambitions. To let go of your absent youth. And to let go of a fish (or a prize) that is going to bring you nothing because life is transitory. It is a powerful allegory and one that extends far beyond the actual scenario, which I naturally found repugnant because it glorifies fishing. If it didn't have such a strong universal value, I would likely rate this differently. But that aside, I think it says a lot about the idea of chasing our dreams. The chase can be noble, but the actual catch can decay quickly. Overall, it is an extraordinarily potent piece of writing, I just did not enjoy it as much as others have. ___________________________________ You can connect with me on social media via My Linktree. __________________________________

  30. 5 out of 5

    Aj the Ravenous Reader

    3.5 stars but rounding it up because it's my first review for the new year. Happy 2016, Goodreaders! "No one should be alone in their old age. But it is unavoidable." And so the old man went to the ocean alone on his skiff to catch some fish but ended up being caught by the big fish instead, a fish so big, it controlled the skiff and took its own course at the sea. The big question is why didn't the old man just let go of the fish? It would have made his life easier. He was wise wasn't he? Bu 3.5 stars but rounding it up because it's my first review for the new year. Happy 2016, Goodreaders! "No one should be alone in their old age. But it is unavoidable." And so the old man went to the ocean alone on his skiff to catch some fish but ended up being caught by the big fish instead, a fish so big, it controlled the skiff and took its own course at the sea. The big question is why didn't the old man just let go of the fish? It would have made his life easier. He was wise wasn't he? But again, who says wisdom always coincides with practicality? I noticed when reading classics, I end up posing more questions than answers. I guess that's what most classic novels intend to do-to make you question life. To make you think and ponder deeply about the events in the story which may appear superficial and boring at the surface but dense and philosopical in their deeper meanings. When you're old and wise and you catch the biggest fish (literal or metaphorical) in your life, you wouldn't let it go that easily. You'll fight for it no matter what the cost, the best way you know how even if it meant you may have to risk your life or swallow your pride. What fate awaits the old man trapped in the middle of the sea, caught in both internal and external conflicts? You'll be surprised to find out when you read the novel. You'll be even more surprised at the amount of things you'll realize at the end of the story. ^^ For an excellent review that catches the novel's very essence, do read Vani's review.

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