Between the World and Me
Ta-Nehisi Coates, 2015
Βιογραφίες και απομνημονεύματα ΙστορίαΣύγχρονη πεζογραφίαΑστυνομικά και θρίλερ
Ατμόσφαιρα: γαλήνη. Μιλά για την εξουσία.
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The host read these words for the audience, and when she finished she turned to the subject of my body, although she did not mention it specifically. But by now I am accustomed to intelligent people asking about the condition of my body without realizing the nature of their request. Specifically, the host wished to know why I felt that white America’s progress, or rather the progress of those Americans who believe that they are white, was built on looting and violence. Hearing this, I felt an old and indistinct sadness well up in me. The answer to this question is the record of the believers themselves. The answer is American history. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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Ερωτήσεις αναγνωστών
- Πώς είναι το «Between the World and Me»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: γαλήνη. Μιλά για την εξουσία.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «Between the World and Me»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «Between the World and Me», δοκίμασε «A Promised Land» (Barack Obama), «The Bluest Eye» (Toni Morrison) και «House of Sky and Breath» (Sarah J. Maas).
Μια γεύση από τη ροή
What love reveals about the person doing the loving.
Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly, but the love of a free man is never safe. There is no gift for the beloved. The lover alone possesses his gift of love. The loved one is shorn, neutralized, frozen in the glare of the lover’s inward eye.
The Bluest Eye · Toni Morrison
An oath that refuses to end at any distance.
Our love is stronger than time, greater than any distance. Our love spans across stars and worlds. I will find you again, I promise.
House of Sky and Breath · Sarah J. Maas
The distance between a nice evening out and the life you came from.
I WAS SITTING IN a taxi, wondering if I had overdressed for the evening, when I looked out the window and saw Mom rooting through a Dumpster.
The Glass Castle · Jeannette Walls
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