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Like its predecessor, Black Light Express is a high-speed adventure. Its scenes are short, intense, and to-the-point. There wasn’t a boring moment, and Reeve does an excellent job, as always, of bringing the struggles of several characters together to create a tightly plotted story.
"In the forest of primeval A school for Good and Evil Twin towers like two heads One for the pure And one for the wicked Try to escape you'll always fail, The only way out is Through a fairytale.” ― Soman Chainani
There is one primary reason that I struggle to get into a book: character motivations.
“The fear of not living is a deep, abiding dread of watching your own potential decompose into irredeemable disappointment when 'should be' gets crushed by what is. Sometimes I think it would be easier to die than to face that, because 'what could have been' is much more highly regarded than 'what should have been.' Dead kids are put on pedestals, but mentally ill kids get hidden under the rug.” ― Neal Shusterman
You can’t talk about Howl’s Moving Castle without making a comparison to the incredible animated film by Hayao Miyazaki. The book manages to weave images more powerful than the film and characters more detailed and intriguing, but it ultimately just isn’t sure what to do with its many parts.
“No, the magic doesn't wear off at midnight. It's much more powerful than that. It comes from you. You wanted something, and so it came to be.”
Oh, and September TBR August brought a lot of unexpected change for us. We moved, had two funerals, and two weddings all in a very short time frame. Needless to say, this did not make for a great reading month.
". . . because at the secret heart of madness, at the core of so many errors, so many absurdities, so many words and gestures without consequence, we discover, finally, the hidden perfection of a language. The ultimate language of madness is that of reason,” Foucault writes.
“Think about medieval times, Danny, like when this castle was built. People were constantly seeing ghosts, having visions—they thought Christ was sitting with them at the dinner table, they thought angels and devils were flying around. We don't see those things anymore. Why? Was all that stuff happening before and then it stopped? Unlikely. Was everyone nuts in medieval times? Doubtful. But their imaginations were more active. Their inner lives were rich and weird.” - Jennifer Egan.
“But men labour under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon ploughed into the soil for compost.” When I read it at first, I thought “Well, thanks for pointing that out but I have to work so too bad.”
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