In a way, this journal of a man too is a countdown started at a young man of good family that nature was first deprived of his parents and any destiny. Our man, living in a small provincial town, sees taking shape before him the fatal purpose of a sudden and inevitable death. Once he began writing a newspaper briefly retrace his short life. But always felt like being "superfluous" in the society in which he lived, the young man soon will realize that history alone will be worth it to actually be counted. That of a tragic love, smoothly conducted by the pen of Turgenev throughout 70 pages and brandishing a final time this bitter note about the narrator: it is this man too. A moving end since resulted in the death and a pleasant story to read, from a very good idea-without crying absolute masterpiece. For its price, this is actually a good deal for two hours.
