Love: Is it a Fairy Tale?-Martin Eden essay

So Martin went on, attending dinners with individuals who had thought him undeserving of their company before, buying the best things and rubbing elbows with society elite. “I am personally of the same value that I was when nobody wanted me. ”… “Why didn’t you dare before?” He asked harshly. ” (Pgs 460{paragraphs 1-2} & 464{paragraph 4})

So it ends, Martin had finally seen reality and it is too much for him, he cannot love, he cannot care, he has no hope and because of this, he takes his life.

“I want to have it from your own lips,” he said to her. No, she was spirit, a divinity, a goddess; such sublimated beauty was not of the earth. I was mad for love of you then, and in all the time that has passed since then I have only grown madder. And is it for that, for the recognition and the money, that you want me now?…… “It is to late,” he said. Little by little things progress downward from here. Love is to great a gift to be taken lightly. He felt a quick moisture in his eyes. But still Martin’s love does not yield; he does not give up hope. You have disgraced me so that I am ashamed to meet my friends. The scene where Ruth and Martin pronounce their love is the highest moment at which Martin fairytale love soars.