“The ROAD OF FIRE”
or the obliged passage of
happiness purified
the Road of the Fire of Christine Clairmont is a
novel written in a chastise style, with impressed words of poetic images. A novel of a great
spiritual richness, which holds the reader in breath so much it gives him desire for knowing the outcome of the history which is one cannot more unforeseeable.
In” the Road of Fire" each sentence has significance; each word has a direction which is specified with the wire of the pages. So to speak, let us note on
page 18: “before dying, your
mother pronounced the word” Legal ".
It is on page 33 that we will be understood precisely that: “Leucate, is the word which your mother pronounced with the threshold of another world, the name of the village where she knew your father.”
From now on Werner has an emotional inheritance that his mother, while passing from life with demise, bequeathed to him: Leucate which she gave up to follow her father, a German whom che marries after the war.
Thanks to the fidelity of the narration, the reader is located and caught up with very easily in the
details of the facts brought back with a luxury of precise details.
However, there is always a small recall of the tables or elements of the decoration such as for example, on page 16, where we can read: “On the rectangular desk lit by a lamp floor adjustable, well sharpened plans, rules punts, pencils and a
roller of river acting are piled clipboard”. These immutable natural elements (the roller) seem well to be encrusted in the daily occupations of Werner, one of the character-hinges of the novel. Thus, on page 35, one realizes that: “The round roller is motionless, heavy and advises inertia”.
The persons of “the Road of fire” are very attaching. Moreover, nature seems to exert on them such an influence that they feel to live with it in a perpetual spiritual body-with-body.
And it is with reason that we want to exclaim with Lamartine in connection with Milly, his native soil:
“Objects inanimate, have you one soul which sticks to our heart and forces us to love?”.
Otherwise, the altruism which emerges from this novel brings back us to this thought of Raoul Follereau (whom I make mine)
: There is not the right to be happy all alone and why not think to Montaigne speaking about “the Human condition”. If for Nappoléon impossible is not French, as for Christine Clairmont, indicates in” the Road of Fire" that all becomes possible when the nobility of the feelings imposes her law. That one on this subject evokes the spiritual metamorphosis of Nicole, very a long time cut off behind his ideas from non-believer, the recon quest of the faith by Jürgens.
Let us retain essentially that all the key personages novel devote to a ceaseless search happiness which inevitably passes by “the Road of Fire”, true initiatory way of the true love and purified happiness.
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