“Strange and mysterious things, though, aren't they- earthquakes? We take it for granted that the earth beneath our feet is solid and stationary. We even talk about people being ‘down to earth' or having their feet firmly planted on the ground. But suddenly one day we see it isn't true. The earth, the boulders, that are suppose to be so solid, all of a sudden turn as mushy as liquid.”
“Perhaps the way to proceed is to think of life on earth as a colossal joke, a creation of such immense stupidity that the only way to live is to laugh until you think your heart will break.”
Pretty solid intro book to Greek myth. I think it's a great beginner book for folks interested in Greek myth.
“I try not to say the phrase ‘strong woman' anymore, because I think it's almost redundant at this point. Women have iron in their bones. Women grit their teeth and bear it. Women rise up. A strong woman is any woman.”
I love finding a book that makes me gasp and squeal with excitement and shock. Although I certainly find parts of the writing ridiculous, (the overuse of the word feral anyone? A billion half smiles? Feyre going off again about how she's a stupid human trapped in a fairy body? There are certainly parts that irk me.) the way this book had me hooked and needing to know more was such a thrill. I have been listening to the books. I started the first book on Tuesday and finished it Thursday. I started this one Thursday night and finished it this Sunday morning No, I haven't been getting enough sleep. Yes, I have been telling my fiancé that we're joining the court of dreams.
Feyre's pain was so relatable and although her time with Tamlin was brief, I was... I could feel the fear of someone you loved betraying your very spirit. The way he dominated her life and how she shrunk to fit it. Undoubtedly, they are both severely traumatized by the events under the mountain, and how he handles it by asking her to still be weak, to be weaker than before...I was so angry and happy she got away. The way Maas described how Feyre felt the words “protect” with every thrust has haunted me.
I appreciated the illustration of finding and loving the thing that you need and want, but then, after the mountain and how it changed her physically and mentally, needing something different. The disappointment when Tamlin refused to grow with her.
Quick gush:
OMG! MY CRUSH ON RHYSAND IS A LOT. Then again, I absolutely love the trope of bad guy who's actually good guy and btw, he's hot. I love it. I know it's a trope and I can understand why people find it forced, but it's the trope I love and I was more than willing to accept it. Also, the sex scenes with Rhysand are hotter.
I actually quite liked this story and how complete many of the characters felt. My only complaint is it seemed to drag on forever in the sense that I at no point did I feel entirely confident in what the lesson would be and Austen always has a lesson from her time. However, I recognize keeping me puzzled was quite good! Yeah, it's not a great romance but it's a pure one and I greatly appreciate it.
Amaaaaaaziiiiing.
I can never watch I Love Lucy the same way ever again, however. It makes me a little sad.
I can read this book over and over and always learn something new.
I find it a little scary.
Originally finished in May 2013.
A heart breaking novel that is somehow beautiful too. The last line left me saying, “oh fuuuuuck.” A brilliant retelling of King Lear.
I keep coming back to read this book again and again. Meg Rosoff is an absolutely amazing writer that brings together very particular elements for a reading experience that changes the way you look at life. I could not say enough good things.
“A piano might fall on your head, he said, but it also might not. And in the meantime you never know. Something nice might happen.”
I have never been more excited by a plot in my entire life. Partially because it took three books to get there. I like to think Mr. Flinstone loves to set a scene. An interesting take on a plot twist where the twist is there is a plot.
“In theory, I would like to lead a transparent life. I would like my life to be as clear as a new pane of glass, without anything shameful and no dark shadows. I would like that. But if I am completely honest, I have to acknowledge secrets too painful to even tell myself. There are things I consider in the deep dark of night, secret terrors. Why are they secrets? I could easily tell either of my parents how I feel, but what would they say? Don't worry, darling, we will do our best never to die? We will never ever leave you, never contract cancer or walk in front of a bus or collapse of old age? We will not leave you alone, not ever, to navigate the world and all of its complexities without us?”
I enjoyed the book up until Jacob didn't listen to H and fled the ymbrynes. The end felt like a huge push to create patch up the previous storylines and create a reason to have a fifth book which I am not looking particularly forward to.
However, I did enjoy Enoch being a more involved character! I enjoy him a lot and think he's hysterical. The United States as a sort of Wild West was also interesting to me as well as the majority of the American peculiars they came across. I also find it interesting that Jacob's romantic life appears to be shifting to a modern American peculiar, but I am ready for Jacob's story to end.
“Well before the battle, sister,
When the sky is crowned with stars,
And the world is clean of wounded,
And the ground is free of scars.
Well before the battle, sister,
When content with what we know,
We will sing the lovely ballads,
From the long and long ago.”
The most honestly romantic book I've ever read.
“I hate you, I thought, I hate you with your bloody nature-boy airs and your bloody forced-march voyage of bloody discovery. I wondered then if Finn's personality worked on everyone, or whether I had just the the right sort of mentality to fall in step with a self-centered hermit-boy crab murderer.”
Perfect: bizarre sexual fantasies, suspicious anatomy knowledge, and poorly placed comma. You're perfect just the way you are.
“Now let's try to understand that falling into sexual and emotional thrall with an underage blood relative hadn't exactly been on my list of Things to Do while visiting England,but I was coming around to the belief that whether you liked it or not, Things Happen and once they start happening you pretty much just have to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you when they stop.”
― Meg Rosoff, How I Live Now