Fuyumi Reads
Fragments that caught my attention:
“People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continue to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humor, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic.”
“My gripe is not with lovers of the truth but with truth herself. What succor, what consolation is there in truth, compared to a story? What good is truth, at midnight, in the dark, when the wind is roaring like a bear in the chimney? When the lightning strikes shadows on the bedroom wall and the rain taps at the window with its long fingernails? No. When fear and cold make a statue of you in your bed, don't expect hard-boned and fleshless truth to come running to your aid. What you need are the plump comforts of a story. The soothing, rocking safety of a lie.”
Why do you write sad things? He asked. When I am here, when I love you.
Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you. It is inevitable. But please understand; from the moment I met you, I stopped writing for the past. I no longer write for the present. When I write sad things, I am writing for the future.
Hindi ko alam pero sobrang kinikilig ako habang nagbabasa nito. Oo, minsan korni pero hindi ko maikakaila na feel na feel ko ‘yung pagbabasa sa mga kakornihan ng librong ito. Nakabasa na ako ng mga similar story line, pero madalang pa din ‘yung mga kwentong lalaki ang mahiyain. Na-enjoy ko ‘yung pagkamahiyain ni Colton sa babae na halos hindi na nagsasalita at laging nakaiwas pero ang laki ng katawan niya, ay ewan. Ang tagal ko ring hindi kinikilig ng sobra sa mga binabasa ko, and this one is worth it.
I've learned about this twice in high school, in the Philippines and then in Canada. I have also read the Anne Frank Diary and heard a survivor talk about her experiences. And every single time, I wonder how cruel human beings can be.
I think Vladek was still a prisoner of the holocaust, he may have survived but he never became happy. He couldn't free himself entirely of what happened. I feel sorry for him but if he was my dad, he'd most likely drive me nuts, too.
Kafka on the Shore Quotes:and you find yourself breaking through clouds at a tilt, no longer certain where the plane is headed or if the laws of flight even apply.Money isn't like mushrooms in a forest-it doesn't just pop up on its own, you know. You'll need to eat, a place to sleep. One day you're going to run outYou've already decided what you're going to do, and all that's left is to set the wheels in motion. I mean, it's your life. Basically you gotta go with what you think is right.”That's right. When all is said and done, it is my life.Your life's just begun and there's a ton of things out in the world you've never laid eyes on. Things you never could imagine.”Not that running away's going to solve everything. I don't want to rain on your parade or anything, but I wouldn't count on escaping this place if I were you. No matter how far you run. Distance might not solve anything.”Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.I've built a wall around me, never letting anybody inside and trying not to venture outside myself.The facts and techniques or whatever they teach you in class isn't going to be very useful in the real world, that's for sure
I do not know why I'm still reading this but I am, so just bear with me.
I know this will lead me nowhere near happy endings, but I still think it's good.
Okay, so the hedges and the house look crazy. Since this book is all about misfortunes and bad luck, I assumed that Dr. Montgomery will be worst than Count Olaf but I was wrong. He was really cool and interesting. Dr. Montgomery or as the Boudelaire children calls him, Uncle Monty's physical description reminds me of Peter Pettigrew or Padfoot of the Harry Potter series.
Anyway, the Reptile Room was really interesting, I would love to visit one. But before I enter, I have to make sure the cages are safely locked. Being friends with a friendly Viper like The Incredibly Deadly Viper sounds fun and I was really relieved that his name isn't literal.
It was really clever of Count Olaf to disguise himself as Stephano; I admire his persistence, really.
If the children didn't told Count Olaf about the ticket being torn by Uncle Monty, he wouldn't kill the latter.
I couldn't believe Mr. Poe didn't believe them again. Seriously, safety is way above politeness when it comes to this. I am really frustrated with him!
Though it wasn't a happy ending, I still could say that they're still fortunate enough to be safe at the end of everything. Count Olaf may still be out there, plotting another evil plan to get his hands on the children's fortune but for the time being, they're still together and safe.
I don't particularly like books with no happy endings, and I don't really know what hit me and made me read this book.
I just the kids were just struck by bad luck and fate was being cruel and playing with them. From rich to poor, that's how their life went. Their parents' death is a mystery to me because there was really no clarification on how the fire started. The kids never cried when they heard that their parents died. I mean, if it was me, I'd cry a river, but I guess they're just tough. I find Mr. Poe as a generous man for taking the kids with him in his house.
When they went to see Count Olaf and mistaken the Judge Strauss' house as his, I thought, they must not be really that unfortunate. But when they saw Count Olaf, I gave up hoping that things would be better for them. The description of Count Olaf was really disturbing, what an unusual person to have only one eyebrow! I can't even live in his filthy house, I'd much rather risk my life on the streets,
I knew from the start that Count Olaf just agreed on taking the kids for money. That's what makes this world go round anyway, money, money and money. It was really clever of Count Olaf to plan and arrange his so-called wedding with Violet to gain their inheritance. And I was really impressed when Violet used her left arm to sign and made the document illegal.
The kids may be really unfortunate, but somehow things turned out well for them in the end. At the end of the day, they're still lucky because they're all together and they have an inheritance waiting for them in 4 years' time.
I don't really know why I read this book. It wasn't that much interesting, really. It took me 2 weeks to finish this, but if this was one of those books I really like, it would just take me 2-3 hours.
I was disappointed that he never mourned for his Mother's death, I mean, is he for real? He never once visited his mom while she's in the Home and just right after the funeral, he went back home like nothing really happened, like his mother didn't die. Merssault is the kind of person who doesn't care about anything. He just goes with the flow of events in his life and never thinks about the future. I find him very boring and pitiful. I think he has no emotion and no ambition. If I was in his place, I'd defend myself but he didn't. I mean, yes, he killed the Arab man to defend himself. His life was pointless and has no direction. He's pretty much absorbed with the present, never the future nor the past, except when he was thinking of Marie.
I don't get why he never defended himself on the court and in front of the lawyers and the prosecutor. He accepted that he was a murderer just like that. I thought the prosecutor was a decent man because he was blabbering about God and all that, but in the end he judged Merssault based from what he'd heard and see, ugh, what a judgmental person.
I think he was just like most men, he doesn't believe in love, but he's attracted to women. I really liked dear old Salamano, he treats his dog like a trash, but deep inside he really loves the dog and I find that very moving.
When he was in jail, I thought of the people in the jail. They must be really bored inside, but I guess it's the payment for what they've done and the way for repentance. And I thought of all those prisoners who were really not guilty for the crimes and was just framed.
When he was talking to the chaplain, I realized he's a practical and realistic man. He just believes in what he sees and what he's sure of, maybe that's why he doesn't believe in God. I'd say he's neither bad nor good, but he's extraordinary.
I've learned a thing or two from this, but I won't mention it, read for yourself and you'll find out.
This book was amazing. How will I describe this feeling? Let's start with Cricket. I love everything about Cricket. He is the perfect description of my dream guy. Sweet, tall, intelligent and he's not the type of guy who screams ‘heartbreaker' and he's definitely the boy-next-door type. He's not afraid of telling Lola what he feels. And I love a whole lot of other things about him.
Oh, and Lola, I love that she's a costume girl. I bet it's fun to do your own clothes and dress up and everything. But I'm definitely not like her, I'm too lazy to design my own clothes let alone sew and make them for 6 months.
First of all, I think Devi is stupid trying to mess with past like that. Yeah, she's right, it's not really good to look in the past cause you'll never focus on present.She's stupid for even thinking of trying to erase Bryan in her life, I mean it's obvious that Bryan loves her and he just wanted to try life without her but it doesn't mean he doesn't want her anymore. I wonder what happened to the fountain and the phone?
If I was given the chance to talk to my past self, yeah, maybe I will also do what Devi did. But I won't change a lot in the past. Somehow, I'm happy with everything,.
I guess I'll just tell you the things I like in this book. Let's start with the fact that I like the part where she could travel back in time through the Domani, that's super cool. And then when Gabriel traveled back too to find her even if he knows it's too risky is so sweet. I can say she is so brave to be willing to lose her powers just to save her family. That is so brave, if I say so. :)
I see myself like Zoe. I am a little miss bookworm but i love the Greek mythology that's why I read this. I also love archaeology like her. It's funny that Hermes is a girl in this book. And I sometimes see myself as an outcast. I mean I have friends, yeah, but I sometimes can't relate to them. I'm more like Zoe, the loner type, the I'd-rather-read-than-go-talk-about-boys type, I don't wear make ups and I rarely care about what I wear.
This is so entertaining. I imagine myself finishing this book in two days but I found myself finishing it for just a day. I can't wait read the part 2 of it. I wish I could time travel too, I'll do everything to time travel.
Eto na ata ang pinakaworst na nabasa ko na gawa ni Bob Ong. Parang nagsayang lang ako ng time ko. Parang nag-try lang syang manakot pero wala din. Di sya nakakatakot, konti lang, ung part lang na sinabi ni Mama Susan ung mga sikreto ni Galo at nung umupo si Mama Susan nung patay na siya. Paulit-ulit lang ung mga sinasabi niya. Parang mas may kwenta pa ung sarili kong journal dito. Umayos lang ung kwento nung mahaba na ung mga nakasulat. Nakikita ko ung sarili ko sa kanya kasi tamad din ako, pero pag nakikita mo pala ung sarili mo sa iba, nakakainis din pala. Sana di na maulit ung ganitong libro, sana ito na ung pinakaboring na mababasa ko.
I'm torn between hating this book and loving it at the same time. Why? I hate it because of Kiera. She reminds me of Bella of Twilight Saga. She can't choose what she wants but she knows what she wants. I hate that she's so unfair, that she's indecisive, unfair and stubborn. She's so unfair to both of them, she can't have both, she has to choose one and i hate that she doesn't want to lose either one of them, that's not life you know, you always have to choose. She says she doesn't want to hurt both of them but doesn't she know what she's already doing? God I hate her!! And she is so wrong when she started an affair with Kellan. If you want a person and realize you love him and can't live without him, well you have to make a move a be with him and don't think twice!
okay, so enough of that, I love this book too because I felt all their emotions, the passion, the love and the intensity of every action. I was lost into the book the whole time. I felt myself bracing for what might happen next. I almost felt like I was in the story. I usually don't read this kind of thing, the one with love triangle thing. I hate third party's but this is an exemption. I truly love it!
This book is amazing! Really! Eddie is hero. He saves lives, I'm so proud of him. He may thought that his life is nothing but really, he is a hero. I thought the fifth person he'll meet is the girl he saved but I was shocked when it was the kid from the nipa hut. I like that some parts are held in the Philippines because I'm from there. It made me think of the wars of the past which our country faced. This book is must-read. It thought me a lot of things. Everything I do corresponds to what might happen in the future, and sacrifice and everything.