Kessel does not write with the wind from materials taken from the imaginary. The genius of this author is, extract, characters who lived, situations he himself endured (the story of the storm is true), physical sufferings voluntarily, the essence of outstanding novels. Kessel wrote with Human, his blood, his sweat, his guts, his faith. He aspires to infinity in a competition lost beforehand; Man always meets its limits in its own finitude. The plume of Kessel style probably comes in part from the significance of this fight. But he knows, Kessel, that man grows with each other, with each other, for each other in itself. This fight is that of a true humanist. I join him.
"Square Fortune" belongs to the register of the greatest novels I read.
