If He Had Been With Me
Laura Nowlin, 2013
Ρομαντικά ΝεανικάΣύγχρονη πεζογραφία
Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα και θλίψη. Μιλά για την αγάπη και την ελευθερία.
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I’ve loved him my whole life, and somewhere along the way, that love didn’t change but grew. It grew to fill the parts of me that I did not have when I was a child. It grew with every new longing of my body and desire until there was not a piece of me that did not love him. And when I look at him, there is no other feeling in me. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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Ερωτήσεις αναγνωστών
- Πώς είναι το «If He Had Been With Me»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα και θλίψη. Μιλά για την αγάπη και την ελευθερία.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «If He Had Been With Me»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «If He Had Been With Me», δοκίμασε «Where She Went» (Gayle Forman), «The Lucky One» (Nicholas Sparks) και «The Song of Achilles» (Madeline Miller).
Μια γεύση από τη ροή
What you'd pay again, knowing exactly what it costs.
But I’d do it again. I know that now. I’d make that promise a thousand times over and lose her a thousand times over to have heard her play last night or to see her in the morning sunlight. Or even without that. Just to know that she’s somewhere out there. Alive.
Where She Went · Gayle Forman
When you stop hearing from someone, what story do you tell yourself?
Every now and then, I’d meet a guy and think that we were getting along great, and suddenly I’d stop hearing from him. Not only did he stop calling, but if I happened to bump into him sometime later he always acted like I had the plague. I didn’t understand it. I still don’t. And it bothered me. It hurt me. With time, it got harder and harder to keep blaming the guys, and I eventually came to the conclusion that there was something wrong with me. That maybe I was simply meant to live my life alone.
The Lucky One · Nicholas Sparks
To know someone so well that sight becomes optional.
I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.
The Song of Achilles · Madeline Miller
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