This is the second part to "Love Walked In." I wouldn't necessarily call it a sequel, I mean technically it is, but the story, the life that happens, in this book is different. I don't know how to explain it.
First of all, I'm obsessed with the way Maria de los Santos has written this book, everything about it: the different perspectives, the way it all first starts out as different stories; unique, individual, different stories that always tie together somehow, someway to be this one, complete life. Like all these little puzzle pieces adding up, with its own personal shapes, to create a huge finished puzzle. Its just beautiful.
Second of all, I'm obsessed with Cornelia. I'd like to hope I'm something like her. When I read these books I feel connected to her. She's different, but okay with it. She's completely nerdy to the point where strangers, people that don't really know her, have no idea what she is talking about when she speaks. But, she is so Cornelia that people can't help to love her. I am in no way saying this is me. I am just saying that I definitely respect Cornelia's character and if I had to choose somebody to be like, I'd hope to be like her.
Cornelia and Teo's relationship is something (that although I understand its fiction) is something I can only hope to strive for, to hope to have one day. I think I'm so content being single because I won't settle with my forever.. my forever WILL be like Cornelia and Teo.
I don't know why but these two novels certainly found a way to nudge themselves into my soul, my brain... to become a part of my life; just like the Art of Racing in the Rain. And, I love that about novels. That's why I read, because its continues to help me grow, to see things from so many different perspectives, to know more than I ever thought I could. Once a person opens themselves up to be a sponge and soak in all that life can have (good and bad) you have an infinitely high ceiling of growth. Its endless, and I forever will try to reach the end.
Oh yeah. One thing I forget to mention about Cornelia, what I love about her and what I try to do is this: The way she talks about the bad, about the flaws, the struggling, the hard times, the negative in her life. EVERYBODY has it, everybody's personal journey is different and their own and no one can take that away from anybody. But, there are so many people that choose to let this take them over. They let the negative affect them negatively. Which makes sense, after all, it is negative. But Cornelia doesn't do this (okay, maybe once or twice, after all, she is fictionally and metaphorically human). Instead she acknowledges it and owns it. Yes, her life isn't perfect nor yours. Yes shit goes wrong, as your shit, too, goes wrong. But, that doesn't mean she or anybody needs to be babied, pitied, coddled, or complicated as too make them feel like the bad doesn't exist. No matter what you do, or what you say. The bad is there. So just accept it and don't make it mean more than it already does. I can't explain it well, I don't think. You'll have to just read the book and understand what I mean.
As always, here are some of my highlighted parts of the book:
"Never again would birds' song be the same. And to do that to birds was why she came." -Robert Frost
"Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known." -Carl Sagan
"Wasn't at least the possibility of forever the whole point of everything?"
"We think our parents are in charge, right? Like they know what they're doing? But the truth is, they're making it up as they go along, just like we are. Just like everyone. If we judge them by their worst mistakes, they're all, like, gargantuan failures. Maybe you should try judging your mom by her intentions, by whether she, like, loves you and is doing her best."
"Yes, pain is abominable, a nightmare, but pain reveals, when we'e had to throw all else overboard, what is left in our personal sinking boat."
"But I've found that if you insist on goodwill, if everyone insists on it together, goodwill comes. I've found that love can be a decision. Forgiveness, too."
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