Sunday, September 22, 2013

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

What an enjoyable read! I definitely recommend Jonathan Safran Foer's Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. It was full of imagination and characters transcending their tragedies with creativity and love. My MIL loaned it to me and I wanted to read it in September since 9/11 is central to its plotline. I found lots of quotes that I love, but I also liked what I couldn't quote about this story - the way it was interwoven.

Page 2:  I desperately wish I had my tambourine with me now, because even after everything I'm still wearing heavy boots, and sometimes it helps to play a good beat.

Page 33:  The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess I am...

Page 74:  I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckminster's paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.

Page 108:  ... songs are as sad as the listener...

Page 126:  ... maybe great books were coiled within him like springs, books that could have separated inside from outside.

Page 224:  Time was passing like a hand waving from a train that I wanted to be on.

Page 209:  The mistakes I've made are dead to me. But I can't take back the things I never did. 


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