If you have not read The Animal Farm but intend to in the future (or even if you don’t) here are my three favourite quotes from the book.
THE SEVEN COMMANDMENTS
- Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy.
- Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend.
- No animal shall wear clothes.
- No animal shall sleep in a bed.
- No animal shall drink alcohol.
- No animal shall kill any other animal.
- All animals are equal.
For once Benjamin consented to break his rule, and he read out to her what was written on the wall. There was nothing there now except a single Commandment. It ran: ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS
The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.
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Books are the quietest and most constant of friends;
they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the
most patient of teachers.
– Charles William Eliot
…or is it just me?
I am giving him a second chance to impress me and captivate me in a similar way The Hunger Games series, to entertain me like Douglas Adams’es or P.G.Wodehouse’s works, to teach me things about myself like Ray Bradbury, to enrich my vocabulary like J.K.Rowling did or… to do anything to withhold me from regretting I lost precious hours of my life trying to find why is he so famous of his writings.
It does not work as he does nothing for me. I am somehow not buying the style, the whole package – the “insight” in the world of law, lawyers, solicitors, attorneys, barristers, judges and who-not-among-them; the cheesy American dream, the working 80 hours a week rookie that will eventually become a partner and on his way to the top will meet vile-tempered people but will fight them with his impeccable moral code and will always remain the good boy, the hero who will leave the scene and begin a brand new lawyer’s life in some other firm (already waiting for him). Mhm. Too everything-is-on-the-surface. Too over-the top.
My first John Grisham novel was “The Associate”. A true bore. Back in my senior year at the university I had to translate it for one of my exams. It took me good three months of struggle and I got the feeling some nevrons might have died in the battle.
I hated all Grisham-related talks ever since up until very recently when I decided to give him a second chance. This time with “The Firm”. 25% now (Kiki-reading) and nothing thrilling happened. Yes, the guy met with an FBI agent. So what? I am pondering over should I lose time for the next 75% or I should call it a day (in this case a novel) and go back to the readings I enjoy…?
What is your Grisham experience?
Have I taken a wrong turn or is he just the male version of the chick-lit without its humour and lightheartedness?
Still wondering is it him or is it me,
As I talked about reading as an essential part of my day (and life), I wanted to introduce you to my BFF.
- Name: Kiki
- Breed: Kindle Keybord (a.k.a. “3”) of the Electronic Readers
- Age: About 9 months
Some birthday pictures (happy delivery) 🙂
This is not a review, pro(s) and con(s), etc.
All I have to say is that I love my Kiki to pieces. It’s compact, yet I can have my 150 books with me the whole time . It’s slim and good looking and oh-so-smart with all that features and functions for bookmarking, taking notes, making clippings and easy information sharing. Buy and download a book in less than a minute (with build-in WiFi), use the build-in dictionary with just one click…
I could only be sorry that I haven’t had a Kiki during my studies back in the university, it would have spared me so much efforts, especially for my literature classes.
Not that I don’t like the smell of books, mind you! But having a Kindle does not imply that you will stop for ever and the whole eternity your other readings. It means that you will have one more love.
If you are having second thought about purchasing a Kindle, don’t. Shoot away, it is worth it. Every cent!
Don’t ask me about the page, there are just percents here,
Passion. Hunger. Need.
I wake up and one motion I do – a book I reach out for. Eyes still closed, I caress its cover, my door to imagination. The first thing in morning, the last thing at night. More than love. Sometimes an obsession. Reading is what gives me the drive, the motivation, the strive to live. Another world I submerge into. Hundreds of thousands of billions of ideas, of minds, of stories. In some of them I may find just a teeny-tiny piece of useful information, others could read my mind and expose me head to toe, naked to them, as if they had been written for myself and only me in the world. Good books tell us what we already know but hesitate to confess – our deepest concerns, fears, loves and hopes. Our selves.
I do not care about night clubs or posh meeting places, as long as I had a nice reading, blanket (and a cuppa tea).
Take books away from me and I will feel lost and confounded. Alone. Deserted.
Bring them back and I will breathe and smile again.
What does reading mean to you?
Shhh, I am taking a book,
so please write silently