This book made me Want All These Things.
1. Hold Every Book I Have and touch it, flip through it, look up all underlined passages and definitions of words which I did not know then, make it older, make it bear more than one story.
2. Come Back to Classics. Read Oliver Twist, Great Expectations, re-read RLS and Childhood, Boyhood, Youth by Tolstoy.
3. Buy a Ticket to the small siberian city and hold my mum and dad. And let them tell me Stories.
This book started and ended with the death of a loved one but still had so much light and hope. And all those journal entries about their everyday life conversations are just pure poetry — intimate, tender, silly.
Left me in tears.
Felt like I had a long conversation with a like-minded stranger in a bar, got a lot of book recommendations out of it. (Of course it helped that I was too from a working class family, a household without any books and an avid book collector since my teens with no one to share my passion with.)
Очевидно, что Херцог нашёл в этих своих джунглях Источник Вечной Жизни человеческого духа. Иначе не объяснишь тот факт, что он прожил минимум 5 человеческих жизней за свои почти 80 лет. What a ride, what a human being.