I Who Have Never Known Men

I think the book keeps us filled with hope of finding answers even though both the narration and events repeatedly imply there inherently aren't any.

Just like the main character, who is constantly revived by her eagerness to make a discovery, so are we. Her and us become oneness.

The book is unlike anything I've read before. Rarely do I not lose interest in a book halfway through it, but with this one, I couldn't stop until I reached the end. Like her, we desire to get to the bottom of this enigmatic world but arrive at nothing. I think people who are pissed about the book offering no answers and leading nowhere completely miss the point: life is in walking and not in arriving, for no matter how much you carry, the only thing awaiting at the end of the journey is the departure into the nothingness or the “somethingness” we will always know nothing about.

And that's the beauty of the book - contemplative yet obvious, deeply emotional yet deprived of any emotion, hopeful and hopeless at the same time.