Summer is here and while these are not the months to be rejoiced in my part of the world, I cannot help but feel, that Winter this year was, well, troublesome! In a sharp departure from the pleasantness that usually surrounds my Winters, this Winter was quite literally terrible and I am very very glad to see the end of it! I think this may be a first for me, where I am happy to see Winter go and almost, key word almost, overjoyed to welcome Summer!
April, unlike her predecessors was actually a very good reading month, and though I did not cover much ground during the Readathon, overall, the month was quiet enough to allow me some solid reading time! And not only that, seems like the most of the books I picked for April also turned to be a winner! So then, here’s to April’s recollection –
(P.S. I think, by now everyone is conversant that this snapshot is not my idea, but borrowed and is a combination from Helen’s monthly post of Commonplace Book post and O’s ideas of Wordless Wednesday )
From A Great Deliverance by Elizabeth George
He had never thought of himself as much of a praying man, but as he sat in the car in the growing darkness and the minutes passed, he knew what it was to pray. It was to will goodness out of evil, hope out of despair, life out of death. It was to will dreams into existence and spectres into reality. It was to will an end to anguish and a beginning to joy.
From Gorky Park by Martin Cruz Smith
“Your of two mind Sergei. Please tell me, because criticism is constructive.It defines our purpose and leads to unanimity of efforts.”
From Polar Star by Martin Cruz Smith
“Why are you doing this?”Arkady asked. “It keeps the mind alive.”
From February – Selected Poems by Boris Pasternak; Translated by Andrew Kneller
Oh, February, To get ink & Sob!
To weep about it, spilling ink
From Red Square by Martin Cruz Smith
“Who is right?” asked Polina. Now that, Arkady thought, was question only asked by the very young
From Dear Mrs Bird by AJ Pearce
A week after the newspaper advertisement, I was trying terrifically hard to remain calm!
From Death Comes For The Archbishop by Willa Cather
“Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer”
That’s it for my April reading! It was a good months, and here’s to May and more books!