He realizes a garish bar will not suffice for these asylum seekers. The younger waiter is insensitive to this and just wants the old man to leave. Closing the café, the waiters begin a conversation about being lonely, feeling no fear despite the odd hours they have to get home. As for myself, I am not comfortable drinking alone whatever my mood is. And, once more, the economy of words cannot tame the torrent of emotions that can take over even the most distracted of readers. The young waiter exclaims that he and the old waiter are the same in being confident. Both of these characters in this story have one thing in common, the inability to go to sleep when they want.
Unlike the young waiter, who is impetuous and has a wife to go home to, the old waiter is unhurried because he has no one waiting for him; he has no place to go except to his empty room. His final step into the world of ignorance is when he tells the old man no more brandy, forcing him to leave, and in turn the waiter gets what he wants, to go home. The text level was fine, then concept was just very lame and didn't develop at all and characters were few and fine and there is nothing nice about this story. If all is meaningless and insignificant, one can feel isolated, adrift, and completely alone. Without realizing it, they are discussing the meaning of life. They see a couple walk by, a soldier with a girl. The waiters comment that the guard will pick them up soon if they do not get inside.
Unlike the older waiter, the younger waiter is full of youth and confidence, two things that the old man and older waiter lack. He does not realize that the café is a refuge for those who are lonely. Most people may not realize it but that is why they talk to bartenders, they are always agreeable and nice. Hemingway failure to identify the characters by name leaves the story flawed according to the literary critics. The young waiter has no respect for the old man because he does not understand him. Some people pour brandy into a shiny glass, feeling the silence of the night in a clean, well-lighted place.
This may be important as it highlights the idea of connection or the fact that the younger waiter feels as though he has something to live for his wife unlike the old man. The middle-aged waiter goes to a bar and begins a string of introspective musings. Empathy Hemingway also finds within humanity a persistent grain of empathy and understanding, and thus a morsel of hope. For an old, rich man to try to commit suicide over the despair of confronting nothingness is beyond the young waiter's understanding. There is an emptiness in him can only be filled with the cleanliness and light of the café. I hope we A solid short story that addresses suicide, aging, and the importance of having a purpose in one's life.
I think the character you pick is fairly telling about your time and place in life. Even when he is drunk, he is incredibly neat. The older waiter says that the old man was married at one time. Hemingway himself suffered severe bouts of insomnia, feeling alone and deserted in the universe. This is exactly what the story is about: nothingness and the steps we take against it. I am not used to drinking alone in private even though I have problems. He does not realize that not everybody has that because he is blinded by everything that he has.
The younger waiter says he never goes to bed earlier than 3 a. The older waiter is kinder and more understanding. The older waiter says that he likes to stay at cafés very late with the others who are reluctant to go home and who need light during the nighttime. As his stress kept increasing, depression started gaining. The young waiter mentions that the old man tried to commit suicide last week. His work, including this story, emphasizes the importance of mental well-being, of connecting with one another's hardships and humanity.
His work, including this story, emphasizes the importance of mental well-being, of connecting with one another's hardships and humanity. The bartender offers another drink, but the waiter leaves. This explains the indelible effect of the mere four-page story A Clean Well-Lighted Place which is evocatively chiselled and crafted. In public, you can talk to someone or meet someone probably on the same boat, suffering the same loneliness. It's few pages contain multitudes. Ernest Hemingway, rich, famous and successful book-writer and tomb-maker for ants and other creepy-crawlies, blew his brains out with a shotgun in 1961 when he was aging and when he probably felt his creative powers were gone. He is reluctant to close up each night because he thinks there maybe someone who needs the cafe.
Doing so asks whether the true words of the psalm, 'Our Father, which art in Heaven. His words are simple and vigorous, burnished and uniquely brilliant. The two older characters share a sense of despair, and it is only natural for them to seek out a comforting clean well-lighted place. Perhaps what he really wants are clean well-lighted places of life but in the midst of surrounding nada can only for a bit of the same. Hemingway was born in Oak Park, Illinois in 1899; he started writing at the age of seventeen for a newspaper office in Kansas City. He knows what it feels like to be lonely. The middle-aged waiter does not want to leave the café, because it is his comfort zone, his refuge, where he thinks he is the most comfortable being.