“...a book is a fragile creature, it suffers the wear of time, it fears rodents, the elements, clumsy hands. If for a hundred and a hundred years everyone had been able freely to handle our c...”
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La novela emblemática de Umberto Eco.Una apasionante trama y admirable reconstrucción de una época especialmente conflictiva, la del siglo XVI.Valiéndose de las características propias de la novela gótica, la crónica medieval y la novela policíaca, El nombre de la rosa narra las actividades detectivescas de Guillermo de Baskerville para esclarecer los crímenes cometidos en una abadía benedictina en el año 1327. Le ayudará en su labor el novicio Adso, un hombre joven que se enfrenta por primera vez a las realidades de la vida, más allá de las puertas del convento.En esta primera y brillante incursión en el mundo de la narrativa, que Umberto Eco llevó a cabo hace ahora treinta años, el lector disfrutará de una trama apasionante y de una admirable reconstrucción de una época especialmente conflictiva de la historia de Occidente.Reseña:«Aquí hay misterios turbadores, personajes vívidos, un retrato logrado de una época fascinante, humor sutil, sucesos inesperados y una prosa ágil que puede adaptarse a los registros de la fe, la duda, el horror, el éxtasis amoroso y la desolación.»David LodgeENGLISH DESCRIPTIONUmberto Eco’s first novel, an international sensation and winner of the Premio Strega and the Prix Médicis Étranger awards.The year is 1327. Franciscans in a wealthy Italian abbey are suspected of heresy, and Brother William of Baskerville arrives to investigate. When his delicate mission is suddenly overshadowed by seven bizarre deaths, Brother William turns detective. His tools are the logic of Aristotle, the theology of Aquinas, the empirical insights of Roger Bacon - all sharpened to a glistening edge by wry humor and a ferocious curiosity. He collects evidence, deciphers secret symbols and coded manuscripts, and digs into the eerie labyrinth of the abbey, where "the most interesting things happen at night"."A brilliantly conceived adventure into another time, an intelligent and complex novel, a lively and well-plotted mystery."--SAN FRANCISCO CHRONICLE
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“...a book is a fragile creature, it suffers the wear of time, it fears rodents, the elements, clumsy hands. If for a hundred and a hundred years everyone had been able freely to handle our c...”
“Books are not made to be believed, but to be subjected to inquiry. When we consider a book, we mustn't ask ourselves what it says but what it means...”
“A monk should surely love his books with humility, wishing their good and not the glory of his own curiosity; but what the temptation of adultery is for laymen and the yearning for riches is...”
“when a man has little time, he must take care to maintain his calm. We must act as if we had eternity before us.”
“Under torture you are as if under the dominion of those grasses that produce visions. Everything you have heard told, everything you have read returns to your mind, as if you were being tran...”
“I did not know then what Brother William was seeking, and to tell the truth, I still do not know today, and I presume he himself did not know, moved as he was solely by the desire for truth,...”
“The older I grow and the more I abandon myself to God's will, the less I value intelligence that wants to know and will that wants to do; and as the only element of salvation I recognize fai...”
“A book is a fragile creature, it suffers the wear of time, it fears rodents, the elements and clumsy hands. so the librarian protects the books not only against mankind but also against natu...”
“The lamp fell right on the pile of books that had been knocked from the table all in a heap, lying open. The oil spilled out, the fire immediately seized a fragile parchment, which blazed up...”
“Fear prophets, Adso, and those prepared to die for the truth, for as a rule they make many others die with them, often before them, at times instead of them.”
“After so many years even the fire of passion dies, and with it what was believed the light of the truth. Who of us is able to say now whether Hector or Achilles was right, Agamemnon or Priam...”
“We stopped to browse in the cases, and now that William - with his new glasses on his nose - could linger and read the books, at every title he discovered he let out exclamations of happines...”
“Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie outside books. Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is as if they spoke among thems...”
“In that face, deformed by hatred of philosophy, I saw for the first time the portrait of the Antichrist, who does not come from the tribe of Judas, as his heralds have it, or from a far coun...”
“El diablo no es el príncipe de la materia, el diablo es la arrogancia del espíritu, la fe sin sonrisa, la verdad jamás tocada por la duda.”