The Narrow Road to the Deep North starts slow. It’s the sort of book some readers will cast aside after the first fifty pages. That’s understandable. Even after the pace picks up, The Narrow Road... isn’t what I’d call an enjoyable read. It’s brutal and depressing. Aside from the slim hope that one ...
This is a powerful and intensely sad novel, which deals with loss, alienation and the power of human beings to inflict pain on those they love most. The title comes from a Zen koan - a philosophical riddle - formulated by the Japanese Zen Master Hakuin Ekaku, who asked "You know the sound of two han...
bookshelves: australia, autumn-2012, colonial-overlords, victorian, historical-fiction, hardback, one-penny-wonder, dodgy-narrator, published-2001, library-in-norway, teh-brillianz, bedside Read from November 23 to 28, 2012 A NOVEL IN TWELVE FISHInside dust jacket: Once upon a time that was call...
This is probably the most bizarre book I've ever read, but it was fantastic! So funny and weird and touching it's impossible to do it justice in words - a book to be experienced rather than read.
You see, reason, gentlemen, is a fine thing, that is unquestionable, but reason is only reason and satisfies only man's reasoning capacity, while wanting is a manifestation of the whole of life.-- Fyodor DostoevskyI’ve rarely read anything as compelling and heartbreaking as Flanagan’s description of...
A NOVEL IN TWELVE FISHInside dust jacket: Once upon a time that was called 1828, before all the living things on the land and the fishes in the sea were destroyed, there was aman named William Buelow Gould, a convict in Van Dieman's Land who fell in love with a black woman and discovered too late th...
Billy Gould, prisoner, Sarah Island Penal Colony, Tasmania, 1830ish:“The truth is that there is something irretrievably fishy about us all.For many years I have been painting fish, & I would have to say that what once was an imposition – what started out as an order, became a cosy push then a crimin...
Charles Dickens in London was struggling with his inner self. His wife and children do not appear to satisfy him any longer. Everything at home irritated him and he longed… oh, he longed for something…’The way we are denied love,’ he [Dickens] continued, and she, along with the audience, could hea...
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