The question asked over and over in this novel: What is Living and what is just existing?This would be a great book club book.
Quotes:
p71 ~ That secret was a hole in the middle of me that every happy thing fell into.
p88 ~ I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.
p156 ~ "It's not a horrible world," he told me, putting a Cambodian mask on his face, "bu it's filled with a lot of horrible people."
p161 ~ "Which was your last war?" He said, "Cutting down that tree was my last war!" I asked him who won, which I thought was a nice question, because it would let him say that he won, and feel proud. He said, "The ax won! It's always that way!"
fl: What about a teakettle? What if the spout opened and closed when the steam came out, so it would become a mouth, and it could whistle pretty melodies, or do Shakespeare, or just crack up with me? ll: He would have told me the story of the Sixth Borough, from the voice in the can at the end to the beginning, from "I love you" to "Once upon a time..." We would have been safe. {and then there are 15 pictures of a man falling up into the World Trade Center}
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