I finished reading this book yesterday and I can’t deal.
Never have I read such a book that so clearly explains the passion and obsession that a man can have for another man.
Andre Aciman is one talented writer. The lush and romantic writing style of this book was so amazing that I often found myself blushing simply my reading a sentence.
There were several moments in the book that I just could not go on, but I have to say that the part of the book that I had the most trouble reading because it was simply to painfully gorgeous involved a peach (you’ll understand when you read the book).
I literally stopped reading the book for 4 days because of it.
Finally, when I reached the final chapter I found myself having lived an entire life that I was humbled to have been a part of.
By the end of the book I was completely exhausted and filled with so many questions that I’m still learning how to cope with the power of it all.
Such a powerful piece of literature.