Kirill Demidenko Demidenko itibaren Sajószentpéter, Macaristan
Bu benim kitap kulübümün şu anki seçimi. Ben onu seviyorum - yüksek sesle gülmek komik. Kocası onu bir erkek için terk eden ve aynı hafta ciddi bir trafik kazası geçiren bir kadın hakkında bir anı. İyileşmek için ailesine Mennonite evine geri döner. Hikaye onlarla geçirdiği zamanla ilgili. Bitirdikten sonra kitabın ilk yarısının ikincisinden çok daha iyi olduğuna karar verdim.
This was a great story! I love watching Tally's character progress throughout the series--this was a drastic shift for her, but her essence remains. I can't wait to see what happens in the next book; however, I am a bit worried because this ending was pretty sad. I don't want to spoil anything, but I'm kind of disappointed with one character's departure. I don't see how it can be redeemed...
Favorite Quotes And there was scent of thyme in it and sight of lilac, and the chorus of birds that sings before dawn in April, and the deep proud splendor of rhododendrons, and the litheness and laughter of streams, and miles and miles of May. And there, with their gables lifting into the sunlight above deep hedgerows beautiful with spring. He saw the cottages of earthly men. Past them he walked while the beauty of evening grew, with songs of birds, and scents wandering from flowers, and odours that deepened, and evening decked herself to receive the Evening Star. For she had a charm for brightening the morning, and a charm for cheering the day. ...she gave thanks to the images of the stars for the joy she had had of the night, when the constellations shone in their myriad majesty, and moved like an army dresses in silver mail, marching from unknown victories to conquer in distant wars. She praised those bright reflections shimmering down in the pool. And at that moment a wind came out of the northwest, and entered the woods and bared the golden branches, and danced over the downs, and led a company of scarlet and golden leaves, that had dreaded this day but danced now it had come; and away with a riot of dancing and glory of colour, high in the light of the sun that had set from the sight of the fields, went wind and leaves together.