He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.
If I had to summarize this novel in a few words I would say that it tells a small story made up of small things, however embracing a varied range of universal themes such as family, women condition, abuse, social injustices, life, death, and love.
An engaging, painful story, told with a magnificent and imaginative style that impressed me a lot, and I already miss it.
A wonderful reading experience!
History's fiends returned to claim them. To rewrap them in its old scarred pelt and drag them back to where they really lived. Where the Love Laws lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.
The secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit comfortably. They don't deceive you with thrills and trick endings. They don't surprise you with the unforeseen. They are as familiar as the house you live in. Or the smell of your lover's skin. You know how they end, yet you listen as though you don't. In the way that although you know that one day you will die, you live as though you won't. In the Great Stories you know who lives, who dies, who finds love, who doesn't.
And yet you want to know again.
That is their mystery and their magic.