May 1-12, 2010
HOLLAND- hoping to see the Bulbfields
LUXEMBOURG-hoping to see beautiful architecture
BELGIUM-hoping to taste yummy Belgian beer and chocolates
And I am being really optimistic and brought these books to read:
I just hope they all make my 1000 list!!
Friday, April 30, 2010
41. HARRY POTTER and the DEATHLY HALLOWS
J.K. Rowling 2007
This is the seventh book of the great Harry Potter series, one that explained everything. The last book that made me sad to think there was no more.
"Hermione had taken his hand again and was gripping it tightly. He could not look at her, but returned the pressure, not taking deep, sharp gulps of the night air, trying to steady himself, trying to regain control. He should have brought something to give them, and he had not thought of it, and every plant in the graveyard was leafless and frozen. But Hermione raised her wand, moved it in a circle through the air, and a wreath of Christmas roses blossomed before them. Harry caught it and laid it on his parent's grave."
"We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving."
"For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That’s a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that’s glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it’s safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that’s still likely to be the last thing you ever do."
"I mean, you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!"
"This isn't your average book, it's pure gold: Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches. Explains everything you need to know about girls. If only I'd had this last year I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with... Well Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've learned a lot. You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either."
"Snape's patronus was a doe," said Harry, "the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children."
"Slowly, very slowly, he sat up, and as he did so he felt more alive, and more aware of his own living body than ever before. Why had he never appreciated what a miracle he was, brain and nerve and bounding heart? It would all be gone...or at least, he would be gone from it. His breath came slow and deep, and his mouth and throat were completely dry, but so were his eyes."
"Hogwarts was the first and best home he had known. He and Voldemort and Snape, the abandoned boys, had all found home here."
"But they were not living, thought Harry: They were gone. The empty words could not disguise the fact that his parents' moldering remains lay beneath snow and stone, indifferent, unknowing. And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off or pretending? He let them fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacrifice and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them."
"Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same; Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends...friends...friends...friends..."
"Would you like me to do it now?" asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"
"Albus Severus...you were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew."
"They’re evacuating the younger kids and everyone’s meeting in the Great Hall to get organized... We’re fighting."
""After you left," he said in a low voice, grateful for the fact that Ron's face was hidden, "she cried for a week. Probably longer, only she didn't want me to see. There were loads of nights when we never even spoke to each other. With you gone..."
"Oh, I don't know!" yelled Hermione with awful sarcasm. "rack your brains, Ron, that should only take a couple of seconds--"
"Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. "After all this time?" "Always," said Snape."
"Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second."
"He must have known I'd want to leave you. No, he must have known you would always want to come back."
40. HARRY POTTER and the HALF-BLOOD PRINCE
J.K. Rowling 2005
Severus Snape finally becomes the new Defense Against the Dark Art teacher in this exciting sixth book of the series. The Pensieve helps Dumbledore and Harry hunt for the Hoxcruses. Glimpses of growing attraction between Harry and Ginny as well as Ron and Hermione are also shown. A potions book owned by the Half-blood prince helped Harry obtain the Felix Felicis.
It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leaving the slightest trace of meaning behind.
"It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew - and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents - that there was all the difference in the world."
"You'd think people had better things to gossip about," said Ginny as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry’s legs and reading the Daily Prophet. "Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."
"Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge."
"Ah, Harry, how often this happens even between friends! Each of us believes that what he has to say is much more important then anything the other person might have to contribute!"
"Dumbledore says people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right."
"And Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent’s arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from this nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been."
"Why are you worrying about YOU-KNOW-WHO, when you should be worrying about YOU-NO-POO? The constipation sensation that's gripping the nation!"
"You said it once before," said Hermione quickly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we? We're with you whatever happens."
"Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies."
"As for the fact that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle appeared to be going their different ways when they were usually inseparable, these things happened as people got older--Ron and Hermione, Harry reflected sadly, were living proof."
"No, it was honest," said Harry. "One of the only honest things you've said to me. You don't care whether I live or die, but you do care that I help you convince everyone you're winning the war against Voldemort."
"Voldemort himself created his worst enemy, just as tyrants everywhere do! Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one who rises against them and strikes back!"
"From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into thickets of wildest guesswork."
"Dumbledore had not raised his voice, he did not even sound angry, but Harry would have preferred him to yell; this cold disappointment was worse than anything."
"When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love."
"It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more."
"I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you."
"...in spite of everything, in spite of the dark and twisting path he saw stretching ahead for himself, in spite of the final meeting with Voldemort he knew must come whether in a month in a year or in ten, he felt his heart lift at the thought that there was still one last golden day of peace left to enjoy with Ron and Hermione."
Severus Snape finally becomes the new Defense Against the Dark Art teacher in this exciting sixth book of the series. The Pensieve helps Dumbledore and Harry hunt for the Hoxcruses. Glimpses of growing attraction between Harry and Ginny as well as Ron and Hermione are also shown. A potions book owned by the Half-blood prince helped Harry obtain the Felix Felicis.
It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leaving the slightest trace of meaning behind.
"It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew - and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents - that there was all the difference in the world."
"You'd think people had better things to gossip about," said Ginny as she sat on the common room floor, leaning against Harry’s legs and reading the Daily Prophet. "Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest."
"Harry was left to ponder in silence the depths to which girls would sink to get revenge."
"Ah, Harry, how often this happens even between friends! Each of us believes that what he has to say is much more important then anything the other person might have to contribute!"
"Dumbledore says people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right."
"And Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent’s arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from this nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been."
"Why are you worrying about YOU-KNOW-WHO, when you should be worrying about YOU-NO-POO? The constipation sensation that's gripping the nation!"
"You said it once before," said Hermione quickly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we? We're with you whatever happens."
"Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies."
"As for the fact that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle appeared to be going their different ways when they were usually inseparable, these things happened as people got older--Ron and Hermione, Harry reflected sadly, were living proof."
"No, it was honest," said Harry. "One of the only honest things you've said to me. You don't care whether I live or die, but you do care that I help you convince everyone you're winning the war against Voldemort."
"Voldemort himself created his worst enemy, just as tyrants everywhere do! Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one who rises against them and strikes back!"
"From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into thickets of wildest guesswork."
"Dumbledore had not raised his voice, he did not even sound angry, but Harry would have preferred him to yell; this cold disappointment was worse than anything."
"When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love."
"It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more."
"I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you."
"...in spite of everything, in spite of the dark and twisting path he saw stretching ahead for himself, in spite of the final meeting with Voldemort he knew must come whether in a month in a year or in ten, he felt his heart lift at the thought that there was still one last golden day of peace left to enjoy with Ron and Hermione."
Thursday, April 29, 2010
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
39. MAN'S SEARCH for MEANING
Victor E. Frankl 1946
This highly recommended book is the author's personal account of finding meaning (even beauty and love) in his everyday existence and suffering at a Nazi concentration camp. It is a reminder for everyone that: Attitude is everything and most of everything is a choice.
"He who has a why to live can bear with almost any how."
"Even though conditions such as lack of sleep, insufficient food and various mental stresses may suggest that the inmates were bound to react in certain ways, in the final analysis it becomes clear that the sort of person the prisoner became was the result of an inner decision, and not the result of camp influences alone."
"Live as if you were living already for the second time and as if you had acted the first time as wrongly as you are about to act now!"
"It denotes the fact that being human always points, and is directed, to something or someone, other than oneself--be it a meaning to fulfill or another human being to encounter. The more one forgets himself--by giving himself to a cause to serve or another person to love--the more human he is and the more he actualizes himself."
"At that moment I saw the plain truth and did what marked the culminating point of the first phase of my psychological reaction: I struck out my whole former life."
"Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it. I want you to listen to what your conscience commands you to do and go on to carry it out to the best of your knowledge. Then you will live to see that in the long run--in the long run, I say-- success will follow you precisely because you had forgotten to think of it."
"Pleasure is, and must remain, a side-effect or by-product, and is destroyed and spoiled to the degree to which it is made a goal in itself."
"In some ways suffering ceases to be suffering at the moment it finds a meaning, such as the meaning of a sacrifice."
"It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life—daily and hourly. Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual."
"Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom."
"A human being is not one thing among others; things determine each other, but man is ultimately self-determining. What he becomes - within the limits of endowment and environment- he has made out of himself. In the concentration camps, for example, in this living laboratory and on this testing ground, we watched and witnessed some of our comrades behave like swine while others behaved like saints. Man has both potentialities within himself; which one is actualized depends on decisions but not on conditions."
"I do not forget any good deed done to me and I do not carry a grudge for a bad one."
"Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way."
"Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality. No one can become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless he loves him. By his love he is enabled to see the essential traits and features in the beloved person; and even more, he sees that which is potential in him, which is not yet actualized but yet ought to be actualized."
"When we are no longer able to change a situation – just think of an incurable disease such as inoperable cancer – we are challenged to change ourselves."
"For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth - that Love is the ultimate and highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love."
This highly recommended book is the author's personal account of finding meaning (even beauty and love) in his everyday existence and suffering at a Nazi concentration camp. It is a reminder for everyone that: Attitude is everything and most of everything is a choice.
"He who has a why to live can bear with almost any how."
"Even though conditions such as lack of sleep, insufficient food and various mental stresses may suggest that the inmates were bound to react in certain ways, in the final analysis it becomes clear that the sort of person the prisoner became was the result of an inner decision, and not the result of camp influences alone."
"Live as if you were living already for the second time and as if you had acted the first time as wrongly as you are about to act now!"
"It denotes the fact that being human always points, and is directed, to something or someone, other than oneself--be it a meaning to fulfill or another human being to encounter. The more one forgets himself--by giving himself to a cause to serve or another person to love--the more human he is and the more he actualizes himself."
"At that moment I saw the plain truth and did what marked the culminating point of the first phase of my psychological reaction: I struck out my whole former life."
"Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it. I want you to listen to what your conscience commands you to do and go on to carry it out to the best of your knowledge. Then you will live to see that in the long run--in the long run, I say-- success will follow you precisely because you had forgotten to think of it."
"Pleasure is, and must remain, a side-effect or by-product, and is destroyed and spoiled to the degree to which it is made a goal in itself."
"In some ways suffering ceases to be suffering at the moment it finds a meaning, such as the meaning of a sacrifice."
"It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life—daily and hourly. Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual."
"Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom."
"A human being is not one thing among others; things determine each other, but man is ultimately self-determining. What he becomes - within the limits of endowment and environment- he has made out of himself. In the concentration camps, for example, in this living laboratory and on this testing ground, we watched and witnessed some of our comrades behave like swine while others behaved like saints. Man has both potentialities within himself; which one is actualized depends on decisions but not on conditions."
"I do not forget any good deed done to me and I do not carry a grudge for a bad one."
"Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way."
"Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality. No one can become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless he loves him. By his love he is enabled to see the essential traits and features in the beloved person; and even more, he sees that which is potential in him, which is not yet actualized but yet ought to be actualized."
"When we are no longer able to change a situation – just think of an incurable disease such as inoperable cancer – we are challenged to change ourselves."
"For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth - that Love is the ultimate and highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love."
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Tuesday, April 27, 2010
38. the ROAD
Cormac McCarthy 2006
This bleak, frightening story rendered in remarkable lyrical prose is about the world after a great catastrophe, when the life that we now take for granted is gone and all that is left is the road that is barren and unpredictable. This is a gripping account of an unnamed father and son on this road.
"When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he'd reach out to touch the child sleeping beside him. Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone before."
"Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget."
"On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world. Query: How does the never to be differ from what never was?"
"No list of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes. So, He whispered to the sleeping boy. I have you."
"As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart."
"After a while he fell back and after a while the man could hear him playing. A formless music for the age to come. Or perhaps the last music on earth called up from out of the ashes of its ruin."
"He could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps that child had known this better than he."
"He lay there a long time, lifting up the water to his mouth a palmful at a time. Nothing in his memory anywhere of anything so good."
"Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe...Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it."
"He thought each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins. As in a party game. Say the word and pass it on. So be sparing. What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not."
"Maybe you should always be on the lookout. If trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it."
P"eople are always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn't believe in that. Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them. It didn't even know they were there."
"When we're all gone at last then there'd be nobody here but death and his days will be numbered too. He'll be out in the road there will be nothing to do and nobody to do it to."
"When your dreams are of some world that never was or of some world that never will be and you are happy again then you will have given up. Do you understand? And you can't give up. I won't let you."
"Of a thing that could not be put back. Not to be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery."
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37. the LIGHTNING THIEF
Rick Riordan 2005
This is the first of five books in the Lightning Thief series written for ages 9-12 but nevertheless I totally enjoyed. It is funny, fast-paced and full of Percy Jackson's adventures as he finds Zeus's stolen lightning bolt. I enjoyed the hodgepodge of characters from Greek mythology and that Mount Olympus is on top of the Empire State building.
"Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood."
"Or maybe they realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book."
"I recoiled at the taste, because I was expecting apple juice. It wasn't that at all. It was chocolate-chip cookies--my mom's homemade blue chocolate-chip cookies, buttery and hot, with the chips still melting."
"If you were a god, how would you expect being called a myth, an old story to explain lightning? What if I told you, Perseus Jackson, that someday people would call you a myth, just created to explain how little boys can get over losing their mothers?"
"All you need to do is look at the architecture. People do not forget gods. Every place they've ruled, for the last three thousand years, you can see them in paintings, in statues, on the most important buildings. And yes, Percy , of course they are now in your United States. Look at your symbol, the eagle of Zeus. Look at the statue of Prometheus in Rockefeller Center, the Greek facades of your government buildings in Washington."
"Like it or not...America is now the heart of the flame. It is the great power of the West. And so Olympus is here. And we are here."
"I'd made water shoot out of the bathroom fixtures. I didn't understand how. But the toilets have responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing."
"Zeus's master bolt...The symbol of his power, from which all other lightning bolts are patterned. The first weapon made by the Cyclops for the war against the Titans, the bolt that sheered the top of Mount Etna and hurled Kronos from his throne; the master bolt, which packs enough power to make mortal hydrogen bombs look like firecrackers."
"No gift comes with out a price...There is no such thing as a free lunch. That's an ancient Greek saying that translated pretty well into American. There will be a price. You wait."
"The River Styx," Annabeth murmured. "It's so..." "Polluted," Charon said. "For thousand of years, you humans have been throwing in everything as you come across--hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management, if you ask me."
"Annabeth had said at the Denver diner, so long ago: Ares has strength. That's all he has. Even strength has to bow to wisdom sometimes."
"The sea does not like to be restrained."
This is the first of five books in the Lightning Thief series written for ages 9-12 but nevertheless I totally enjoyed. It is funny, fast-paced and full of Percy Jackson's adventures as he finds Zeus's stolen lightning bolt. I enjoyed the hodgepodge of characters from Greek mythology and that Mount Olympus is on top of the Empire State building.
"Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood."
"Or maybe they realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book."
"I recoiled at the taste, because I was expecting apple juice. It wasn't that at all. It was chocolate-chip cookies--my mom's homemade blue chocolate-chip cookies, buttery and hot, with the chips still melting."
"If you were a god, how would you expect being called a myth, an old story to explain lightning? What if I told you, Perseus Jackson, that someday people would call you a myth, just created to explain how little boys can get over losing their mothers?"
"All you need to do is look at the architecture. People do not forget gods. Every place they've ruled, for the last three thousand years, you can see them in paintings, in statues, on the most important buildings. And yes, Percy , of course they are now in your United States. Look at your symbol, the eagle of Zeus. Look at the statue of Prometheus in Rockefeller Center, the Greek facades of your government buildings in Washington."
"Like it or not...America is now the heart of the flame. It is the great power of the West. And so Olympus is here. And we are here."
"I'd made water shoot out of the bathroom fixtures. I didn't understand how. But the toilets have responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing."
"Zeus's master bolt...The symbol of his power, from which all other lightning bolts are patterned. The first weapon made by the Cyclops for the war against the Titans, the bolt that sheered the top of Mount Etna and hurled Kronos from his throne; the master bolt, which packs enough power to make mortal hydrogen bombs look like firecrackers."
"No gift comes with out a price...There is no such thing as a free lunch. That's an ancient Greek saying that translated pretty well into American. There will be a price. You wait."
"The River Styx," Annabeth murmured. "It's so..." "Polluted," Charon said. "For thousand of years, you humans have been throwing in everything as you come across--hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management, if you ask me."
"Annabeth had said at the Denver diner, so long ago: Ares has strength. That's all he has. Even strength has to bow to wisdom sometimes."
"The sea does not like to be restrained."
Monday, April 26, 2010
36. LARK and TERMITE
Jayne Anne Phillips 2009
Two parallel narratives in time, place and hardship, July 26-31, 1950 and 1959, war in Korea and flood in West Virginia. Termite is a boy who cannot talk nor walk and Lark is his half-sister, protector, the one who can hear him. Robert Leavitt is fighting a war, longing for Lola, Lark and Termite's mother. The plot is simple, the writing is not. It is complex, dense, poetic and marvelous.
"He'd shipped out to Occupied Japan in December'49; whatever baby was a tucked seed inside Lola's sex, a nub the size of a tailbone."
"Lola's voice drifts close unbidden and it's like she's standing in the war next to him. No matter how loud the ordinance or artillery, how loud his own heart hammers, he hears her. Words she said when he could touch her."
"He might be thinking how great it would be, wind and rain, real hard rain, not like the summer rain we let him sit out in sometimes, He likes motion."
"Dish washing doesn't make money but I like at home when I'm alone. I'm so used to being with Termite, he feels like alone to me. He's like a hum that always hums so the edge of where I am is blunt and softened."
"He sees through the blue and it goes away, he sees through the blue and it goes away again. He breathes, blowing just high. The blue moves but not too much, the blue moves and stays blue and moves.He can see into the sky where there are no shapes. The shapes that move around him are big, colliding and joining and going apart."
"If death is this brilliant slide, this high, fine music felt as pure vibration, this plunging float in wind and silence, it's not so bad."
"Pregnant felt like nothing else. Not tired exactly, not sick or nervous, but edgy, distinct. Focused tight, in sync, like when you've hit a phrase in a song just right and it lays itself out through your throat, moving from you across the lights into faces you can't see in the dark, faces whose eyes you feel play across you."
"It's a fact. Termite can only tell the truth. I know she means she wishes, she wishes, he could say something more than the sound of what he's just heard. I pretend he thinks more, backward and forward for miles."
"Oceans have waves like a pulse, Lark says, and she puts his fingers on her wrist to feel the tiny beat. The sound in her skin surges but the sound in the shells only circles, coming and going in one curled space. His birthday comes and goes and Lark makes every birthday."
"Taking Termite to the ocean has always seemed to me like taking one full space to another. The ocean is the biggest sound I could ever show him, bigger than rivers or trains."
"She's told him that whirl and thrill that opens songs is an orchestra, men playing horns before the voices sing asked me how I knew. He moves the blue and moves it and hears Lark singing true is true. She's told him replied means yes and denied means no. Cannot be denied means always yes. No in songs is yes and smoke gets in your eyes."
"The air is white with cloud, and the sun is flat, bright blade at the horizon, like a slit under a door. All else is drifty, misted. The warmth in the ground rises in a fog over the cold water, stirring in slow parches over a dark, swift weight."
"The moving air is full of dense wet cloud. Termite hears it rain and rain the story of the train. The water and the train and the pounding are raining and pouring through. Even on a clear day, he can hear it. Now the sound is wide. He listens."
Personal Note: Thanks to Bibliophiliac whose great review convinced me to read the book.
Two parallel narratives in time, place and hardship, July 26-31, 1950 and 1959, war in Korea and flood in West Virginia. Termite is a boy who cannot talk nor walk and Lark is his half-sister, protector, the one who can hear him. Robert Leavitt is fighting a war, longing for Lola, Lark and Termite's mother. The plot is simple, the writing is not. It is complex, dense, poetic and marvelous.
"He'd shipped out to Occupied Japan in December'49; whatever baby was a tucked seed inside Lola's sex, a nub the size of a tailbone."
"Lola's voice drifts close unbidden and it's like she's standing in the war next to him. No matter how loud the ordinance or artillery, how loud his own heart hammers, he hears her. Words she said when he could touch her."
"He might be thinking how great it would be, wind and rain, real hard rain, not like the summer rain we let him sit out in sometimes, He likes motion."
"Dish washing doesn't make money but I like at home when I'm alone. I'm so used to being with Termite, he feels like alone to me. He's like a hum that always hums so the edge of where I am is blunt and softened."
"He sees through the blue and it goes away, he sees through the blue and it goes away again. He breathes, blowing just high. The blue moves but not too much, the blue moves and stays blue and moves.He can see into the sky where there are no shapes. The shapes that move around him are big, colliding and joining and going apart."
"If death is this brilliant slide, this high, fine music felt as pure vibration, this plunging float in wind and silence, it's not so bad."
"Pregnant felt like nothing else. Not tired exactly, not sick or nervous, but edgy, distinct. Focused tight, in sync, like when you've hit a phrase in a song just right and it lays itself out through your throat, moving from you across the lights into faces you can't see in the dark, faces whose eyes you feel play across you."
"It's a fact. Termite can only tell the truth. I know she means she wishes, she wishes, he could say something more than the sound of what he's just heard. I pretend he thinks more, backward and forward for miles."
"Oceans have waves like a pulse, Lark says, and she puts his fingers on her wrist to feel the tiny beat. The sound in her skin surges but the sound in the shells only circles, coming and going in one curled space. His birthday comes and goes and Lark makes every birthday."
"Taking Termite to the ocean has always seemed to me like taking one full space to another. The ocean is the biggest sound I could ever show him, bigger than rivers or trains."
"She's told him that whirl and thrill that opens songs is an orchestra, men playing horns before the voices sing asked me how I knew. He moves the blue and moves it and hears Lark singing true is true. She's told him replied means yes and denied means no. Cannot be denied means always yes. No in songs is yes and smoke gets in your eyes."
"The air is white with cloud, and the sun is flat, bright blade at the horizon, like a slit under a door. All else is drifty, misted. The warmth in the ground rises in a fog over the cold water, stirring in slow parches over a dark, swift weight."
"The moving air is full of dense wet cloud. Termite hears it rain and rain the story of the train. The water and the train and the pounding are raining and pouring through. Even on a clear day, he can hear it. Now the sound is wide. He listens."
Personal Note: Thanks to Bibliophiliac whose great review convinced me to read the book.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Cool Tattoos on Sexy Skin
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