perhaps more enticing than the wonderfully illustrated, vintage (perceptibly, 1960s-esque) cover is the meticulous contemplation which brought this to fruition. indubitably, ian hugel must have a natural-born talent in regards to composition, arrangement, and articulation. in all my years of existence, my eyes have failed to scan pages so lovingly full of the most relevant, unabashedly truthful words of our time. i had found myself particularly moved when hugel had written, verbatim: "spaghetti spaghetti."
although i read this in february, its words, subtle messaging, and innumerable interpretations have infiltrated every aspect of my being. i curse you, ian hugel, upon one sunset multiplied by each and every one of them to follow until the end of time! yet, i praise you equally. thank you for your brilliance.
poignant. heart-rending. like no other. this book took a whole week for me to recover from. this is my desert island book. you need to read this book. you will be changed.
This book is absolutely wonderful, it changed my view on the world and life itself. The end of the introduction made me cry, and I felt so connected to the author at points, especially in chapters 3, 7, and 8. I challenge anyone to read this book and not become a better person. If you want entertainment out of a book, then by all means read a comedy or a sci-fi or something. But if you want something that brutally addresses the troubles of life, questions the meaning of existence itself, and changes people for the better, then get this book by all means.