Apologies if this has been posted about but I needed to talk about it! I just finished reading this book and I'm just in awe. I only really got back into reading over the past two years and I've had a lot of books on my shelf to catch up with and I wanted to get to read something that was new and current and I'd heard a lot of talk about this, and I am so glad I picked it up. I'm not going to lie at parts of the book I was a bit out of tune and lost with what was happening, but still the beauty of it was inspiring. But, Vuong's writing was so beautiful, the metaphors he used, the descriptions, the pondering of different ideas and philosophies interwoven with a coming of age story is unlike anything I've read before. The comment’s he made on the lexis of how we celebrate mens success I found so interesting and amazing, and so true. Many points of reading I stopped to think about what he was saying because I was taken aback by how deep and how moving it was, a lot of lines are currently stuck to the walls of my head and I wanted to share a few:
“Sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you’ve been ruined”
“Sometimes, I believe the wound is also the place where the skin reencounters itself, asking of each end, where have you been? Where have we been, Ma?”
“They saying nothing lasts forever but they’re just scared it will last longer than they can love it”
“Let me tie my shadow to your feet and we can call it friendship, I said to myself”
I'm definitely going to keep Vuong on my radar because I did enjoy this. Has anyone else read it? What do you think?
Source: reddit post