The Luminaries

by Eleanor Catton

Moody paused, to allow the crowd in the gallery to comprehend the full implication of this, and then said,

I am lost! What is the full implication of this?

Just a voter introducing himself to a political man, that’s all it was.

!!

struggling to place the events of the past five minutes in sequence in his mind,

As am i

A more worldly soul than Anna might

Thrkughout the book i ve wondered about annas age; now we see how young she is

She had barely time to rise before the door was flung open, and in strode a tall, very dirty man, dressed in yellow moleskin trousers and a faded coat. When he saw Anna, he came up short. “Oh,” he said. “Beg your pardon.” “Good afternoon,” Anna said. “You one of Lydia’s girls?” “Yes.” “New girl?” “I arrived today.” “You and I both,” said the man. He had sandy hair and a slightly grizzled look. “Good afternoon to you.”

Love the entry of this character who we have never really experienced first hand. DelaYed gratification introducing him at the end of the book. He seems totally different to what i imagined. I get a sense that he is goin to demystify things. He actually seems a lot like lauderback, his legitimate half brother. Possibly dressed the same just dirtier - i think i remember moleskin trousers mentjioned

“Oh, there’s no such thing as hospitality,”

Lol

Epicurean

Is this a euphimism for drinking problem

We made only pay dirt during our first year in Otago. I have heard it said that the men of the comfortable classes have the worst of luck upon the diggings, for they cannot bear privation as the lower orders can.

The comfortable classes

caught between two boulders in the elbow of a stream.

we dont normally hear descriotions of how gold is found - normally its dust

It is a painful joy for a father to say of his son: “That man is a better man than I.”

Oh wow what a letter this is

Know also that even the briefest reply would greatly cheer the heart of Your father ADRIAN MOODY

The name in thrse letters is often the end of a sentence

He donned both, slung his swag onto his back, and left the room, removing the key from the lock as he did so.

Feels a bit like suicide

“You must be born at the exact same minute—and at the exact same latitude and longitude: that is, under the exact same sky.

Carver did not discourage this, and although he communicated little beyond a repressed and constant anxiety,

Another late reveal

What a fine thing it would be, he thought, to be able to say that one’s fortune was older than all the ages of men and history; to say that one had chanced upon it, had plucked it from the earth with one’s own bare hands.

“I don’t believe I’ve ever addressed one before,” said Staines.

Lol thats great

Smiling suddenly,

Awesome - Im gladnhes doing this