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The last two pages in the LA chapter… the only time I really understand the appeal of this genre

Okay she went clubbing in Mexico City so she didn’t completely waste those 300 years

“Books… are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.” Re-reading and going to pretend Addie travels to more than Europe & America with her three centuries of life

Just read the most difficult book I’ve ever read so don’t mind if I go back to some ya for comfort

“Most women do not want to deal with male pain if it interferes with the satisfaction of female desire.”

Already taking the same issue I did with All About Love. I’m hating the “female” and “male” terminology, and how hooks makes such bold claims without any support.

“But the question now—now that she was no longer motivated by the instinctive fear of death, now that she had no urgent reason to keep running—was what came next. She had a bigger problem on her hands now, which was the point of living. Living meant a future meant some teleological end, but Alice could not figure out what on earth she was going on for.”

Feeling like 5 stars

“But they were all the weird ones here. And here no one punished you for caring too much, thinking too deeply. Here you could jump down any rabbit hole you liked, and everyone would tunnel down with you.”

“Wickedness felt better when you had a coconspirator; otherwise it was just you and your conscience.”

Combination PJO, Babel and all the texts/philosophers Kuang mentions

“This was love, a love she had never known; At last, she thought, this is the real thing—this gradual unfolding of another soul, charting one’s course into privileged inner territory, making discoveries of which you felt you were the first.”

This is making me miss school so much

On the one hand, this book was published at the worst time for me personally, RF Kuang being my #1 instant “buy” (hold at library) author and me waiting for this for years, but not in the mindset for it now. On the other, Becky’s newsletter says she wrote it during a difficult period her life, that she “hope[s] this book will offer some comfort for anyone who is remembering how, and why, to live.”

Re-reading to feel smth!

Shouldn’t be reading this in the summer but two weeks in Vermont inspired me to

I’ve been wanting to read Russian literature for years but have always been too intimidated. Hopefully this is a good starting point?

If I had known this was written by the same author who wrote The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, I wouldn’t have picked this up!!!