#bookish quotes
RESEÑA⠀
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3.8/5⭐️⠀
En el primer capítulo de Serpent & Dove conocemos a Lou, una joven que se pasa la vida robando al que se le cruce y engañando a hombres junto con su amiga Coco.⠀
En un mundo cruel como en el que ellas vivían, no tenían más opción que hacer lo que fuera necesario para poder sobrevivir.⠀
Pero, Lou tenía un gran secreto, uno que podría llevarla directo a la hoguera o a algo peor. Ella era bruja y llevaba años escapando de su aquelarre.⠀
Luego de unos cuantos golpes, Lou intenta esconderse en un teatro, pero su plan no salió como esperaba. Al entrar fue reconocida por un cazador, el cual estaba desesperado por atraparla. Cuando el telón subió, ella y Reid se encontraban en una situación comprometida, y todos pensaron que él la estaba maltratando.
El arzobispo los obligó a casarse para que nadie hablara mal de su cazador. Reid no conocía el secreto de Lou, pero de todas formas ella necesitaba proteger su secreto. Pero, ¿cuánto tiempo duraría la mentira?⠀
La verdad es que no conecté con la historia. La autora nos presenta un mundo paranormal, y con sus descripciones pude imaginarme toda la ambientación. Pero no me atrapó del todo. Tenía muchas expectativas porque todo el mundo ama el libro, pero me desilusionó un poco.
Me tomó unos cuantos días terminarlo porque me pareció lento, pero al final sí se me hizo interesante. Espero que la trama del próximo sea mejor.⠀
¿Qué pienso de los personajes? Lou, la protagonista, es una mujer independiente y me hizo reír en varios momentos. Me encantó su espontaneidad y sus valores. Reid, nuestro querido cazador, no me causó nada. Es fiel a sus principios y chapado a la antigua, pero sin gracia.
Me voy a tomar un par de días para poder comenzar con el segundo. ¿Ustedes ya lo leyeron? ⠀
“There’s a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons –
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes –“
-Emily Dickinson
I think this poem is going to be my second favorite one since this is a compact version of how winter feels like during its darkest hours. A hefty dry air surrounds our body with sharp pain of the coldest hour. Buildings fall on top of us while the morning fog falls over their roof like a blanket.
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“I had the epiphany that laughter was light, and light was laughter, and that this was the secret of the universe.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
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“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”
Pride & Prejudice, Jane Auesten
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That perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.
- Aphra Behn
There are many little ways to enlarge your world. Love of books is the best of all.
- Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis
I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book.
- Groucho Marx
What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book.
- Gustave Flaubert
When you lose yourself in a book the hours grow wings and fly.
– Chloe Thurlow
I could finally understand the horrific and cruel clarity of what he considered to be meaningful. The desperation and immense fear that your life, as well as the future to come, hinged on a moment. I could also understand how, in a situation where there was a single person who could kill you but also save you, all your survival instincts would be used toward satisfying that one person.
- Cursed Bunny by Bora Chung, tr. Anton Hur.
It was night. Nights were all right. Now the mornings she was more suspicious of. The way the light sneaked up on you. And that gap between dawn and sunrise! Who could make preparations for a sneaky light like that? Who could make amends?
- The Changeling, Joy Williams
I had no hope anymore for good times, but I didn’t want to wish for bad times, either. I was waiting for something but didn’t know what to hope for. There was no future. All of our survival skills were trapped in the past.
- Cursed Bunny by Bora Chung, tr. Anton Hur.
Parents who destroy their children’s lives, who suck the life out of their children’s futures, not only for the sake of maintaining their own illusions but also to zealously expand them into the lives of their children—such parents can almost be understood from the perspective of obsession. Following the words “Be grateful I raised you” is the implied clause “instead of killing you or leaving you for dead.” They probably mean it, too. My parents and their parents’ generations, after surviving the Korean War, had always, just like the generation that survived World War II, set their purpose not to live a human life but to have an animal’s instinct for survival.
- Cursed Bunny by Bora Chung, tr. Anton Hur.
Once you experience a terrible trauma and understand the world from an extreme perspective, it is difficult to overcome this perspective. Because your very survival depends on it.
- Cursed Bunny by Bora Chung, tr. Anton Hur.
“I can think of so many nice ways to wake up.”
Any morning without an alarm fits that bill for me. Thank goodness it’s the the weekend tomorrow!
“The boy clung tightly to his sister’s hand when they fled the palace, afraid that if he let go he might lose her forever.”
”There’s blood on my hands, blood between my toes, blood speckled in my hair.”
”Up until yesterday, I, Georgie Carruthers, never believed in aliens.”
And I, Miranda, didn’t think I’d like this book.
Spoiler alert, both me and Georgie were wrong
IPB was a fun, quick read and I quite enjoyed it! There was a lot of convenient plot progression, but it worked. And the smut was top notch.
Will I probably be reading the rest of the books? Probably. But for now, on to Crescent City!
Do you believe in aliens?
There’s probably more life out there…but I don’t think they’d bother with us.
The hardest part of this job isn’t the stealing.”
More thieves. I am a happy clam. I love me some good roguish characters! I can not wait to get to this book!
If you had to pick one color for your bookshelf, what would it be?
Black and gold for me. But I love my rainbow shelves so I’m glad that’s not happening
September’s new moon waited for the sun to set, and I found myself trapped in Mazarine’s library, drawing her twelfth portrait by candlelight.”
Ok, this line gives me major romance vibes. A new moon? Candlelight? But then…the use of trapped makes me think it’s definitely a reluctant or undiscovered romance story.
Either way, can we agree this cover is beautiful?
Silver or Gold armor?
Silver. Silver is my fav. But….gold armor wouldn’t be terrible. Just have to channel your inner Aelin right?
Mud squelched between her toes as Larkin shoved the hoe into the ground, lifted a sodden lump of earth and dropped seeds from her belt into the hole.”
Now don’t get me wrong, mud is delightful, but this first line definitely sets a tone of unhappiness and gloom for me. Like someone who is looking for more than a farmers life and ends up on a crazy adventure!
Do you think you could live on a farm?
I could maybe. It would probably be a nice change of pace. And think of all the baby animals!
And horses. I miss horses.
There were guards nearby.”
A first sentence like that you just know is going to dump you right in the middle of some fun.
Thief or Assassin?
Obviously thief is the easier way to go…but you could probably make so much money as an assassin that if I was in a place like Aderlan, assassin might be the way to go!
There were guards nearby.”
A first sentence like that you just know is going to dump you right in the middle of some fun.
Thief or Assassin?
Obviously thief is the easier way to go…but you could probably make so much money as an assassin that if I was in a place like Aderlan, assassin might be the way to go!
“Certain people have said that the world is like a calm pond, and that anytime a person does even the smallest thing, it is as if a stone has dropped into the pond, spreading circles of ripples further and further out, until the entire world has been changed by one tiny action.”
What is a word you learned from a book that you absolutely love?
Mine is Penultimate. A word which here means ‘second to last’. It’s the best word. I don’t know why. But I love it. And this is the book I learned it from!
