book nook
my reading diary. passages that caught me, thoughts that followed.
Written on The Body
i really wanted to like this but all i could think reading this was "why would you do this to yourself" ˙◠˙ beautifully written, content was not my cuppa tea unfortunately- i should probably read more books about healthy relationship dynamics yikes
Beloved
"She is a friend of my mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order."
1/2 way through... i'll get back to her
Pachinko
"You want to see a very bad man? Make an ordinary man successful beyond his imagination. Let’s see how good he is when he can do whatever he wants."
“All her life, Sunja had heard this sentiment from other women, that they must suffer—suffer as a girl, suffer as a wife, suffer as a mother—die suffering. Go-saeng—the word made her sick.”
“All her life, Sunja had heard this sentiment from other women, that they must suffer—suffer as a girl, suffer as a wife, suffer as a mother—die suffering. Go-saeng—the word made her sick.”
i picked this up because i remember enjoying the series a few years ago, and wow i'm so glad i did. what a heartbreaking story. i think MJL combined the history of the land and the familial sacrifices/tragedies so well, i came to the end of this book and felt like i really cared about this family
When Memory Dies
"There's an emptiness, too, where once the mountains of my country, the rivers and streams, the trees and birds, have been. And often, it is that emptiness that connects you to me. But what sort of a thing is that - that I should be connected to you only through my emptiness?"
"...we may recover from betraying the trust others have placed in us, but the wounds of self-betrayal bleed us to death."
"...we may recover from betraying the trust others have placed in us, but the wounds of self-betrayal bleed us to death."
dad never talks about what happened in sri lanka during his life there, and this book showed me why. each chapter in this story helps trace the country's journey from colonial dependency to fratricidal war, showing how each generation forgets more of its moral past. in the book, sahadevan remebers solidarity, rajan remembers love, and vijay remembers humanity. when all those memories die, only violence remains. this gave me a lot of context to so many discussions i overheard growing up and it is so appreciated- keeping this one in my library!