The History of Love
ONE OF THE MOST LOVED NOVELS OF THE DECADE A long-lost book reappears, mysteriously connecting an old man searching for his son and a girl seeking a cure for her widowed mother’s loneliness. New York Times Bestseller Winner of the William Saroyan International Prize for Writing Winner of the... show more
ONE OF THE MOST LOVED NOVELS OF THE DECADE A long-lost book reappears, mysteriously connecting an old man searching for his son and a girl seeking a cure for her widowed mother’s loneliness. New York Times Bestseller Winner of the William Saroyan International Prize for Writing Winner of the Borders Original Voices Award Finalist for the Orange Prize #1 Booksense Pick Winner of the Edward Lewis Wallant Award Winner of France’s Prix du Meilleur Livre Ėtranger Award Leo Gursky taps his radiator each evening to let his upstairs neighbor know he’s still alive. But it wasn’t always like this: in the Polish village of his youth, he fell in love and wrote a book. . . . Sixty years later and half a world away, fourteen-year-old Alma, who was named after a character in that book, undertakes an adventure to find her namesake and save her family. With virtuosic skill and soaring imaginative power, Nicole Krauss gradually draws these stories together toward a climax of “extraordinary depth and beauty” (Newsday).
Publish date: April 1st 2005
Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
Pages no: 252
Edition language: English
This book was painstakingly slow for me. It took me about 3 weeks to read, because I kept putting it aside to read other things. The premise of the book, on the jacket cover, drew me in to the story. The book itself was not as exciting. I did like the book overall. It just took time for me to get in...
Nicole Krauss’ The History of Love is quite possibly my very favorite modern novel. Though I’ve read this story more times than nearly any other (with the exception of Pride and Prejudice), every time I revisit The History of Love, I feel like I’m reading the story for the very first time. I guess t...
I grabbed this from my bookstore job because I liked the title and cover. I vaguely suspected it would be shmaltzy. Which it was, sort of, but I ended up liking it anyway. It reminded me naggingly of Jonathan Safran Foer's work, and I was not surprised to find the two authors are married: they share...
My heart is weak and unreliable. When I go it will be my heart. I try to burden it as little as possible. If something is going to have an impact, I direct it elsewhere. My gut for example, or my lungs, which might seize up for a moment but have never yet failed to take another breath. When I catch ...
Almost unbearably beautiful...:)