The shelf was filled with books that were hard to read, that could devastate and remake one's soul, and that, when they were finished, had a kick like a mule.
— from Winter's Tale, by Mark Helprin.
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3 comments:
I had been toying with *finally* reading this. It's been on my shelves for so long. A few years ago, Sheila motivated me with this entry:
http://www.sheilaomalley.com/?p=9832
But other books crowded my nightstand, and, well, you know how it goes. But here are your entries, motivating me... I think it's time to make a commitment.
Love this.
Hi M-mv! I can't remember what first put this book on my radar, but Sheila's endorsement upped this book on my list. It's a great winter read -- I almost wish I'd waited till we had snow on the ground before starting.
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