pickThis novel is beautifully written. Even though the primary theme is suffering, and all its characters suffer, their suffering is poetry. Their suffering is an entangled web with each other, with the passage of time, with the earth itself, and Peixoto just makes the whole thing read like beautifully heartbreaking poetry.
“We‘ll vanish from each other‘s life. But we won‘t forget. And to remember will be the greatest suffering, to remember what we were wherever we end up and not to be able to be anything anymore. To remember speaking in the way that only we spoke and to remain with that language in our heads, that way of speaking which we‘ll never use with anyone else. Today I‘ll leave you, knowing that I‘ve always loved you for you having always been with me.â€
“And I said no more. Not because I had no more to say but because there was no way to say it, not even without words. There‘s no way to explain all that we‘re saying when we say suffering.â€
“There is no hope, for we‘re too small, we amount to very little. We‘re a pine needle before a fire, we‘re a speck of dirt before an earthquake, we‘re a drop of dew before a storm, dear friend.â€
“I think: men are sheep that don‘t sleep, sheep that on the inside are wolves.â€
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