A Journey Around My Room

萨米耶·德梅斯特（Xavler de Maistre，1763—1852），出身贵族，投身军旅，1790年因为一场决斗事件被罚关禁闭在家中42天，并在这段期间内以玩票性质写成《在自己房间里的旅行》一书，1795年甫一出版，便成为畅销书，引起极大注意与回响，开创此种另类游记的先河，在19世纪法国文学史上算得上经典之一。德梅斯特不自认为作家，著作也不多，流传下来的可能仅只这本书。

出版者:Hesperus Press

作者:Xavier de Maistre

页数:112

译者:Brown, Andrew

出版时间:2004-09-01

价格:USD 14.95

装帧:Paperback

isbn号码:9781843910992

图书标签:随笔西方文学旅行哲学人文W(DeMaistre)小说原版

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What do you do when you find yourself imprisoned in your room for six weeks? Xavier de Maistre, a twenty-seven-year-old Frenchman found himself in this uneasy situation when he was arrested in Turin after a duel, in the Spring of 1790. But even confined to his room, as he was, with only a butler and a dog for company, de Maistre managed to fill his time by embarking on a journey around his bedroom, later writing an account of what he had seen, and eight years later, making a second journey, this time travelling at night, and making it as far as the window ledge. Whether travelling from his bed to his sofa, or even to his mirror, he wears his 'travelling outfit', consisting of his favourite pink and blue pyjamas. Out of his forced reclusion comes a delightful fantasy, and de Maistre's new take on the travel literature of the past went on to inspire many future writers, such as Marcel Proust. 'De Maistre's work springs from a profound and suggestive insight: that the pleasure we derive from journeys is perhaps dependent more on the mindset with which we travel than on the destination we travel to. If only we could apply a travelling mindset to our own locales, we might find these places becoming no less interesting than the high mountain passes and jungles of South America' - From the Foreword by Alain de Botton 'De Maistre...found the utmost strangeness in himself and the things he had taken for granted.' The Times

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