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Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Đức Thiện
Rob bought this book for me as a surprise. I love that it brings back such great memories of growing up in Iowa and how good people truly are. Plus, I love cats and Dewey was a very cool cat with a unique personality!
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Bạch Huyết
It's been a little while since I read this book, so I can't remember exactly what I have to say about it. I may come back in later and put in my meaningful quotes. This book, in a nutshell, is a study of dissatisfaction. Nothing is ever what you want it to be, or expect it to be. Your life is never as well-put-together, clean-cut, or romantic as you had planned. Flaubert goes to great pains to illustrate that while life may hand you a set of circumstances, it is ultimately your choices that determine the richness and depth (or bitterness and angst) of your life. And being dissatisfied is a problem that no one can solve for you. My feelings on life and love are similar to what Dolly Levi sings about in "Hello Dolly!". Alone in her dressing room, she sings a song about how "love is only love, and it's wonderful enough," even without the "shooting star", "sounds of bells," and "violins." "And when you hold his hand/you only hold his hand." But really, isn't that enough? Isn't love and holding hands wonderful enough without all the pomp, grandeur, and inflation of built-up dreams, sugary fairy tales and washed-up romantic ideals? To quote another song, this time from Rascal Flatts, "love who you love." That just about sums it up, right? You choose who you love, and then you love them. It is always a choice. Too bad Madame Bovary just made the wrong choice. Over and over, she wanted the shooting star, bells, and violins. And so she kills herself, her husband dies of grief, and her daughter ends up working in a textiles mill. The end. My quotes: of madame bovary, as a youth: "In her wistfulness, she confused the sensuous pleasures of luxury with the delights of the heart, elegance of manners with delicacy of sentiment...She longed to travel or to go back to her convent. She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris." Gives you the sense that she's not sure what she wants, she's only sure that she doesn't want what she has (or where she is). madame bovary and her first lover, before they are lovers (i think you can sense where he's going with this): "'No, no! Why cry out against the passions? Are they not the one beautiful thing on earth, the source of heroism, of enthusiasm, of poetry, music, the art, in a word, of everything?' 'But one must,' said Emma, 'to some extent bow to the opinion of the world and accept its morality.'" a little bit of foreshadowing here, the starting of the crumbling of her moral sense. after her first encounter: "Then she recalled the heroines of the books that she had read, and the lyric legion of these adulterous women began to sing in her memory with the voice of sisters that charmed her. She became herself, as it were, an actual part of these lyrical imaginings; at long last, as she saw herself among those lovers she had so envied, she fulfilled the love-dream of her youth. Besides, emma felt a satisfaction of revenge. How she had suffered! But she had won out at last, and the love so longpent up erupted in joyous outbursts. She tasted it without remorse, without anxiety, without concern." the continuation of her delusion and moral decay. also, interesting to have her think of adulterous heroines from books, when she herself is an invention; a fictitious heroine adulteress of this novel. It kind of makes me dizzy to think about. The same idea, later on (after her first affair had ended and she started another with someone else): "According to her changing moods, in turn meditative and gay, talkative and silent, passionate and langorous...She was the mistress of all the novels, the heroine of all the dramas, the vague 'she' of all the volumes of verse. On her shoulders, he redicovered the amber color of the 'Odalique au Bain'; her waist was long like the feudal chatelaines; she resembled Musset's 'Femme Pale de Barcelone'. " and the rose-colored glasses come off: "But who was it, then who made her so unhappy? What extraordinary catastrophe had destroyed her life? And she raised her head, as if seeking around her for the cause of all that suffering." It doesn't even cross her mind that it is her own fault, her choices. she engages again in the blame game.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Tửu Tiểu Thất
I typically LOVE von Zeigesar's books...but not this one. Having just graduated from college I felt insulted by this book. Contrary to mass media, and this book, not every freshman is obsessed with sex, drugs, and alcohol. I had been so looking forward to this book (put it on reserve at the library before it was on the market). In retrospect, very glad I went the library route instead of buying it. The characters were not likable and I didn't find myself attached to them by the end. Maybe some will like this book, but personally, not her best work.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Phạm Anh Tuấn
I can't decide whether to give this book four stars or five. The language was a lot more straightforward than the dense, breathless wordplay I usually love, but the further I got into the book the more I came to see this as another mark of Frayn's genius, because the language picks up and becomes more urgent and complex as the plot does. The plot is brilliant; no question about it. I couldn't put this book down, and those of you who know my distractible self will know that this says a LOT. I put down *everything.* I'd put down my own head if I could, I'm so bored with it. I'm sure part of my total absorption owes itself to the fact that this book handles some of my favourite themes: the fallible nature of memory, the weight of childhood mistakes. The narrator and a friend he is desperate to impress begin what seems at first like another rollicking adventure of the kind they've always played: spying on the friend's mother because they suspect she's a German spy (oh yes: it's World War II). Along the way, as you might well suspect, their game turns horrible and terrifying. Perhaps the most terrifying discovery the narrator makes, and that we achingly remake with him, is the vulnerability of adults. Could the world of adults possibly be even more lonely than that of children? What you probably *won't* suspect, though, is who did what, or how it all happened, or why. The narrative is as brilliantly plotted as the best of murder mysteries, and nothing prepared me for the shock of revelation at the end. As with the best murder mysteries, I looked back and saw that it should all have been obvious; that copious clues had been planted for my benefit, but I'd been so swept up in fear and dread that I hadn't picked up on them.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Quang Hùng
** spoiler alert ** My friend had had quite a profound opinion on this (and a LOUD opinion, might I add) - and that was, IT WAS THE BEST BOOK EVER! So she lent it to me and I read it. And might I add, it was truly amazing. (I agree with my friend, although now I am a touch deaf :)...) I was (well, granted, still am) obsessed with the Sisterly Love chapters, which are found ever so often throughout the book. I love Claire Morgan, she's sassy, she's hip, she's the main character in the book. And Nicholas "Nicky" Black, Claire's lover, was so beautifully scripted and detailed. The murder of Hilde S. was quite disturbing... actually, VERY disturbing. But the race to find the killer is enthralling... and the Sisterly Love chapters keep you reading! This is worth your while if you're a Tess Gerritsen fan, and you like tricked out, creepy reads.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi:
Good, quick read. Ending seemed to be a little rushed but overall I enjoyed the book.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: The Candy
Train enthusiast Francis Humphreys has invited several relatives and neighbors over for tea. Since he is always punctual, his family is surprised when he doesn’t show up on time for tea. Soon they discover there is a very good reason why he didn’t show up – while they were all together downstairs someone murdered Humphreys. Scotland Yard puts their best man on the job – Inspector Gerald Witherspoon. Unbeknownst to Witherspoon, his household staff has helped him solve several murders in the past. He is definitely going to need their help this time – not only were all his suspects together at the time of the murder, but Scotland Yard throws him a major curve ball that threatens his ability to solve the case. “Mrs. Jeffries in the Nick of Time” is another great entry in a consistently delightful cozy mystery series. This is the twenty-fifth book in the series and author Emily Brightwell continues to make the series feel fresh. A lot of what makes this series work so well is the characters and they are all here – Witherspoon, Constable Barnes, Mrs. Jeffries, Mrs. Goodge, Wiggins, Betsy, Smythe, Luty, Hatchet, and for a pleasant change, a lot of Ruth Cannonberry. Witherspoon’s old nemesis, Inspector Nigel Nivens, is also there (showing a softer side for a change) as is Nivens’ nephew Lionel Gates (who adds a lot of comic relief to the book). Another thing that makes this series stay so fresh is the way Brightwell manages to throw in different plot twists – there’s a doozy of one here (which I won’t spoil) that completely changes how Witherspoon and his household investigate the case. The mystery itself is nicely plotted – readers will early on have at least an idea of how the murder was done, but not exactly how it was pulled off. Brightwell continues to create Agatha Christie-like mysteries and once you have finished reading the book you will want to go back through the pages to see how cleverly Brightwell plotted the book and left clues as to who the real killer is while adroitly pointing the finger at other characters – not an easy task but she does it well. “Mrs. Jeffries in the Nick of Time” is another wonderful cozy mystery from the talented Emily Brightwell.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Trương Gia Hòa
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Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Huyền Lê
I love short stories, and this should be required reading for the world. This was my first Vonnegut book ever, read in high school, and still my favorite Vonnegut.
Sách được viết bởi Bởi: Phương Mai
Yes, I'm hooked. Moving on to book #3. :)
Người dùng coi những cuốn sách này là thú vị nhất trong năm 2017-2018, ban biên tập của cổng thông tin "Thư viện Sách hướng dẫn" khuyến cáo rằng tất cả các độc giả sẽ làm quen với văn học này.