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Suite Française
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Nea is on page 23 of 546 of The Poisonwood Bible: I think I'm destined to love this book. What an awesome start!
The Underground Girls of Kabul by Jenny Nordberg
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A look at the little understood practice of the bacha posh in Afghanistan. For various reasons - shame over not having a son, the need for a child to earn money for the family, etc - young girls in Afghanistan dress up as boys in this shockingly acce ...more
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Suite Française by Irène Némirovsky
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The Underground Girls of Kabul by Jenny Nordberg
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The Dinner by Herman Koch
The Dinner
by Herman Koch
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I've never been more pissed off at the end of a book before...but for good reasons. The plot, the main character, his family...they're infuriating. It's excellently done. You go in with the perspective of the "protagonist" who turns out to be anythin ...more
The Devil in the White City by Erik Larson
" Hahaha - accurate! It's been on my bookshelf for over five years! I'm glad I finally got to it. "
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The Devil in the White City by Erik Larson
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Great read. I loved the juxtaposition between the building of the World's Fair and then the seedy underbelly side with a murderer terrorizing one of the fair's neighborhoods. I think it's a great metaphor for the beginning of 'the long 20th century' ...more
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Anthony Marra
“At the kitchen table she examined the glass of ice. Each cube was rounded by room temperature, dissolving in its own remains, and belatedly she understood that this was how a loved one disappeared. Despite the shock wave of walking into an empty flat, the absence isn’t immediate, more a fade from the present tense you shared, a melting into the mast, not an erasure but a conversion in form, from presence to memory, from solid to liquid, and the person you once touched runs over your skin, now in sheets down your back, and you may bathe, may sink, may drown in the memory, but your fingers cannot hold it.”
Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena

Anthony Marra
“She was fluent in four languages and yet her fists against the rusted hood were the fullest articulation of her defeat.”
Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena

Jonathan Safran Foer
“bombs poured down from the sky exploding across trachimbrod in bursts of light and heat those watching the festivities hollered ran frantically they jumped into the bubbling splashing frantically dynamic water not after the sack of gold buy to save themselves they stayed under as long as they could they surfaced to seize air and look for loved ones my safran picked up his wife and carried her like a newlywed into the water which seemed amid the falling trees and hackling crackling explosions the safest place hundreds of bodies poured into the brod that river with my name I embraced them with open arms come to me come I wanted to save them all to save everybody from everybody the bombs rained from the sky and it was not the explosions or scattering shrapnel that would be our death not the heckling cinders not the laughing debris but all of the bodies bodies flailing and grabbing hold of one another bodies looking something to hold on to my safran lost sight of his wife who was carried deeper into me by the pull of the bodies the silent shrieks were carried in bubbles to the surface where they popped PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE the kicking in zosha’s belly became more and more PLEASE PLEASE the baby refused to die like this PLEASE the bombs came down cackling smoldering and my safran was able to break free from the human mass and float downstream over the small falls to clearer waters zosha was pulled down PLEASE and the baby refusing to die like this was pulled up and out of her body turning the waters around her red she surfaced like a bubble to the light to oxygen to life to life WAWAWAWAWAWA she cried she was perfectly healthy and she would have lived except for the umbilical cord that pulled her back under toward her mother who was barely conscious but conscious of the cord and tried to break it with her hands and then bite it with her teeth but could not it would not be broken and she died with her perfectly healthy nameless baby in her arms she held it to her chest the crowd pulled itself into itself long after the bombing ceased the confused the frightened the desperate mass of babies children teenagers adults elderly all pulled at each other to survive but pulled each other into me drowning each other killing each other the bodies began to rise one at a time until I couldn’t be seen through all of the bodies blue skin open white eyes I was invisible under them I was the carcass they were the butterflies white eyes blue skin this is what we’ve done we’ve killed our own babies to save them”
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

Susan Minot
“So many things in this world were cracked and sad, and still a glowing showed through and moments came when everything was lit and love happened. Every tree stood where it belonged, each bird had perfect feathers folded against its tiny body, each holding a heart beating madly. Life was a vibration of light and dark, and love illuminated that life. Then darkness descended and your heart was ripped apart. So that was part of it, a requirement of the miracle. Death stayed, lurking in the shadow of beauty. In the bargain, life both had meaning and had none. So, she kept thinking, what to do? What to do? A pressure in her would not stop asking. There were not many things she could make better, not many things she could change. And yet…and yet…sparks of possibility still shot out. Unasked for, they came and randomly flew up.”
Susan Minot, Thirty Girls

Anthony Marra
“There is something miraculous in the way the years wash away your evidence, first you, then your friends and family, then the descendants who remember your face, until you aren’t even a memory, you’re only carbon, no greater than your atoms, and time will divide them as well.”
Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena

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