The Name of the Wind

Sometimes a book stays with you long after your hands have turned the last page.  The emotions, weight, and power of The Name of the Wind has stayed with me these past few weeks.  All of my other books pale in comparison.  I love and hate that feeling…

Here’s a glimpse of the hauntingly beautiful book:

“But we are all creatures of habit.  It is far too easy to stay in the familiar ruts we dig for ourselves.” p. 187

“I’m not saying it’s rational…Emotions by their very nature are not reasonable things.  I don’t feel that way now, but back then I did.  I remember.”

“My parents danced together, her head on his chest.  Both had their eyes closed.  They seemed so perfectly content.  If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you’re lucky.  Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day.  The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.” p. 118-119