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    <![CDATA[The Leopard]]>
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    <![CDATA[In Sicily in 1860, as Italian unification grows inevitable, the smallest of gestures seems dense with meaning and melancholy, sensual agitation and disquiet: &quot;Some huge irrational disaster is in the making.&quot; All around him, the prince, Don Fabrizio, witnesses the ruin of the class and inheritance that already disgust him. His favorite nephew, Tancredi, proffers the paradox, &quot;If we want things to stay as they are, they will have to change,&quot; but Don Fabrizio would rather take refuge in skepticism or astronomy, &quot;the sublime routine of the skies.&quot; <p> Giuseppe di Lampedusa, also an astronomer and a Sicilian prince, was 58 when he started to write <em>The Leopard,</em> though he had had it in his mind for 25 years. E. M. Forster called his work &quot;one of the great lonely books.&quot; What renders it so beautiful and so discomfiting is its creator's grasp of human frailty and, equally, of Sicily's arid terrain--&quot;comfortless and irrational, with no lines that the mind could grasp, conceived apparently in a delirious moment of creation; a sea suddenly petrified at the instant when a change of wind had flung waves into frenzy.&quot; The author died at the age of 60, soon after finishing <em>The Leopard,</em> though he did live long enough to see it rejected as unpublishable.</p>]]>
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