Warning: Masterpiece! 6

A post-war that drags on and off permanently aspiring to the horror of the quagmire of war 39-45.

The author poured her tears and guts, and surely his soul.

A face to Beckett, an end to S.Sweig: the flip side of the hero demanding and modest.

Not a word of love in this book, where his research is the engine.

And then I think another masterpiece "The Name of the Rose".
In an exchange between the master and the novice, two styles are facing:
Dominicans, for whom gold, jewels, satin ... (nothing is too beautiful for God) and the Cistercians, who bare stone, the austere ... allow better approach God.

The hero finds there, in both cases, a common problem: the wait ...

It's filigree fate of this mystical aesthetic, which makes regret the hero, Joseph Jack (now Master of the Glass Bead Game) not choosing Love.