For the final time this year…
A selection of words and pictures to represent December’s reading:
a book into which notable extracts from other works are copied for personal use.
‘We live on a river and it has a life of its own,’ Hermann said. ‘Like all waterways, it’ll eventually bring new people to us and also take people away. We don’t exist in a locked box and nor should we try to.’
Humans could never accept the world as it was and live in it. They were always breaking it and living amongst the shattered pieces.
Rumours are the seeds of legends, light enough to spread on the wind, and quick to grow. By the time a truth has put down its root, rumours will have blossomed and become their own truths, because even the wildest fantasy has been told by someone, and this – the fact of something being told by someone – gives it a veracity, even if what is told is more than a little unlikely.
She knew there were good, kind Germans like Wolf, who’d never wanted the war, who emphatically never wanted Hitler. Many Italians hadn’t wanted Mussolini either and so many families on both sides only wanted to get on with living their lives. But war was making monsters of them all.
“A lie doesn’t reproduce external facts faithfully – it is a product of the liar’s own mind, and therefore a clue to the quality and content of his mind. The liar, like any other storyteller, must draw upon his remembered experiences to build his fantasy, and his choice of detail is guided by his tastes and emotions. So if you want to learn something about a man’s emotions and memories listen to his lies.”
Favourite books read in December:
The Bell in the Lake and The Running Wolf
Countries visited in my December reading:
Norway, England, Italy, USA, Germany
Authors read for the first time in December:
Have you read any of these? What did you read in December?
Happy New Year!