The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Gaiman

The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


As soon as I finished reading it, I turned back to the beginning and reread the opening chapters, understanding them and enjoying them better than before.
A magical book about magic, seen through the eyes of a seven-year-old and then remembered decades later.
The many metaphors, comparing ordinary everyday sights with impossible magical ones, makes the impossible not just normal, back tangible and familiar.
p. 107 "the dream was haunting me: standing behind me, present and yet invisible, like the back of my head, simultaneously there and not there."
p. 143 "I saw the world I had walked since my birth and I understood how fragile it was, that the reality I knew was a thin layer of icing on a great dark birthday cake writing with grubs and nightmares and hunger. I saw the world from above and below. I saw that there were patterns and gates and paths beyond the real. I saw all these things and understood them and they filled me, kust as the waters of the ocean filled me."





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