'Wannabe' because I really could read more, and I would read more if I didn't have so much on my plate. You'll find here thoughts on some of the books I read and some titles without comments, when I am short on time or patience. There's a big gap from 2008 to 2011: I stopped writing for a while, but since I joined Goodreads, I restarted.
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
The Stranger, by Albert Camus
Great, great, great. And deeply disturbing, as well. The idea that drives the story shocked me into thinking that life can't be lived like that, that there's a lot more to it which makes every experience worth enjoying and cherishing. The main character slowly develops this attitude that nothing in life really matters because our death, our finality, beckons to us from the moment of our extinction. Like a black wind that blows from our future to our present annihilating everything in its path. By the way, I'm nearly paraphrasing Camus when I say that. I don't have enough good words about this book. It takes only a few hours to read it, but afterwards you could easily find yourself spending several days reflecting about existence.
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