Snow Flower and the Secret Fan
Lisa See, 2005
Ιστορικά μυθιστορήματα Σύγχρονη πεζογραφίαΛογοτεχνική πεζογραφία
Ατμόσφαιρα: θλίψη και τρυφερότητα. Μιλά για τη φιλία, την οικογένεια και τον θάνατο.
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Even now, after all these years, it is difficult for me to think about Mama and what I realized on that day. I saw so clearly that I was inconsequential to her. I was a third child, a second worthless girl, too little to waste time on until it looked like I would survive my milk years. She looked at me the way all mothers look at their daughters—as a temporary visitor who was another mouth to feed and a body to dress until I went to my husband’s home. I was five, old enough to know I didn’t deserve her attention, but suddenly I craved it. I longed for her to look at me and talk to me the way she did with Elder Brother. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry
Fredrik Backman, 2013
Κοινά στοιχεία: τρυφερότητα και οικογένεια.
Πού θα το βρεις
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Ερωτήσεις αναγνωστών
- Πώς είναι το «Snow Flower and the Secret Fan»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: θλίψη και τρυφερότητα. Μιλά για τη φιλία, την οικογένεια και τον θάνατο.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «Snow Flower and the Secret Fan»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «Snow Flower and the Secret Fan», δοκίμασε «Χίλιες και μία λαμπερές μέρες» (Khaled Hosseini), «Η γυναίκα του θεού της κουζίνας» (Amy Tan) και «Blue Sisters» (Coco Mellors).
Μια γεύση από τη ροή
Πόσος χρόνος χρειάζεται ώσπου η σκληρότητα να γίνει καθημερινότητα;
It wasn’t easy tolerating him talking this way to her, to bear his scorn, his ridicule, his insults, his walking past her like she was nothing but a house cat. But after four years of marriage, Mariam saw clearly how much a woman could tolerate when she was afraid. And Mariam was afraid.
Χίλιες και μία λαμπερές μέρες · Khaled Hosseini
Why calling a close friend a sister can feel like a small betrayal.
A sister is not a friend. Who can explain the urge to take a relationship as primal and complex as a sibling and reduce it to something as replaceable, as banal as a friend? Yet this status is used again and again to connote the highest intimacy. True sisterhood is not the same as friendship. You don’t choose each other and there is no furtive period of getting to know each other. You are a part of each other, right from the start. Look at an umbilical cord—tough, sinuous, unlovely, yet essential—and compare it to a friendship bracelet of brightly woven thread. That is the difference between a sister and a friend.
Blue Sisters · Coco Mellors
What we actually do with grief, since time doesn't shrink it.
People in the real world always say, when something terrible happens, that the sadness and loss and aching pain of the heart will “lessen as time passes,” but it isn’t true. Sorrow and loss are constant, but if we all had to go through our whole lives carrying them the whole time, we wouldn’t be able to stand it. The sadness would paralyze us. So in the end we just pack it into bags and find somewhere to leave it.
My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry · Fredrik Backman
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