Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 30: Old Age and Death   By: Giacomo Casanova (1725-1798)

In "Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 30: Old Age and Death," Giacomo Casanova offers readers a captivating and reflective look at his final years. As a renowned adventurer and lover, Casanova’s memoirs are filled with intrigue and passion. In this volume, he contemplates the passing of time and the inevitability of death, providing a poignant and introspective account of his own mortality.

Casanova’s writing is lyrical and evocative, drawing readers in with his vivid descriptions and philosophical musings. He candidly reflects on his past triumphs and regrets, offering a candid and compelling narrative of his life. His storytelling is rich with detail, bringing to life the world of 18th century Europe and the colorful characters he encountered along the way.

Overall, "Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 30: Old Age and Death" is a poignant and thought-provoking read that offers a unique perspective on life, love, and the passage of time. Casanova’s final memoir is a fitting conclusion to his extraordinary life story, leaving readers with a deep sense of contemplation and admiration for this enigmatic and complex figure.

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Whether the author died before the work was complete, whether the concluding volumes were destroyed by himself or his literary executors, or whether the MS. fell into bad hands, seems a matter of uncertainty, and the materials available towards a continuation of the Memoirs are extremely fragmentary. We know, however, that Casanova at last succeeded in obtaining his pardon from the authorities of the Republic, and he returned to Venice, where he exercised the honourable office of secret agent of the State Inquisitors in plain language, he became a spy. It seems that the Knight of the Golden Spur made a rather indifferent "agent;" not surely, as a French writer suggests, because the dirty work was too dirty for his fingers, but probably because he was getting old and stupid and out of date, and failed to keep in touch with new forms of turpitude. He left Venice again and paid a visit to Vienna, saw beloved Paris once more, and there met Count Wallenstein, or Waldstein... Continue reading book >>