The Guest Quotes
The snow had suddenly fallen in mid-October after eight months of drought without the transition of rain, and the twenty pupils, more or less, who lived in the villages scattered over the plateau had stopped coming.
The sudden snowstorm that blankets the plateau in a thick layer of frozen obstacles disrupts Daru's routine and isolates him from his students. Because Daru’s schoolhouse sits on the edge of the elevated plateau, weather like this means he’s essentially trapped by himself in his schoolhouse until the snow melts and he’s able to travel. Daru’s precarious situation and physical separation from other people speak to the inherent chaos of life. It shows how fragile the fundamental rhythm of human society can be, and how easily it can be disrupted by forces beyond our control—in this case, nature.
Because Daru’s dwelling is usually filled with children and noise (he lives in the schoolhouse where he teaches), the students’ absence throws Daru’s isolation into sharp relief. The once lively classroom only contains an echoing silence, with the maps of France still present on the blackboards but educating nobody. The snow has arrived after eight months of severe drought, providing a break in the weather but not one that the community can celebrate. It’s a change from the seemingly everlasting dryness, but it doesn’t feel like a positive one—there’s no relief from the chaotic, unforgiving natural world.
The sheep had died then by thousands, and even a few men, here and there, without anyone noticing.
But Daru had been born here. Everywhere else, he felt exiled.
“Listen, Balducci,” Daru said suddenly, “all this disgusts me, and your boy first and foremost. But I won’t hand him over. Fight for myself, yes, if need be. But not that.”
He listened to that breath so near and daydreamed without being able to sleep. In the room where he had slept alone for a year, this presence bothered him.
The idiotic crime and the man himself revolted him, but to turn him in was dishonorable; just thinking about it filled him with humiliation.
Daru felt a lump in his throat. But he swore with impatience, waved vaguely, and started off again.
You handed over our brother. You will pay for this.
In this vast landscape he had loved so much, he was alone.



