About this title: This novel chronicles the life of a Canadian woman, born in 1905 out of love and tragedy, and follows her life through marriage, motherhood and widowhood as she ages with the century.
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""And Mercy Goodwill, the poor dear young soul, was lonely too - Mrs. Flett knows suddenly that this was true. She divines it. Never mind Mercy's secret hoard of tenderness and the soft words her young husband pours into her ear, never mind any of that. She and Mercy are alone in the world, two solitary souls, side by side in their separate houses, locked up with the same circle of anxious hunger."
"He likes to extend his very limbs, to feel himself grow taller, bigger, stronger as he moves closer to home, closer to the man he is about to become. A husband. A lover. He is awaited. This is an unlooked-for gift of happiness - to be awaited. He possesse a roof (rented to be sure but a roof none the less), and a supper table already set, and a wife he worships. Body and soul, he worships her."
"It has never been easy for me to understand the obiteration of time, to accpept, as others seem to do, the swelling abd corresponding shrinkage of seasons or the conscious acceptance that one year has ended, and another begun."
"For Cuyler Goodwill, a man untrained in conventional theology, the human and the divine are balanced across a dazzling equation: man's creation of God being exactly equal to God's creation of man, one unified mind bending like a snake around the durve of earth and heaven."
"This nostalgia of theirs is extraordinary, each of them feels the richness of it. On and o they'll tlk; a whle afternoon will disappear while they take turns comparing and repeating their separate and shared memories and shivering with pleasure every time a fresh fragment from the past is unearthed. Living with these old adventures is beautiful, they think."
"On the whole she believes old people are better off obsessed than emptied out."
"she has an compulsion to hold her far-flung family and friends in a tight embrace..."
"she feels a compulsion to rouse her aunt to debate. It seems to her this is the least the young can do for the old.""
"Forced to read this in my Canadian Lit post-1945 class, my mother rightly predicted that I would hate it. HATE. Magic realism on the prairies didn't work for me. Why? Because I'm from the Prairies. Full stop."
"This is one of those books that grabbed me from the first chapters, one of the few books that I described to Rob while I read it, as though I was giving him updates on a friend of ours. But somehow, it became less compelling as I read and really jumped the shark (nuked the fridge?), in Chapter 6: Work, a dreaded epistolary chapter.
Alice Walker pulled off an epistolary novel and the fellas who wrote the Bible certainly put it to good effect but mostly I just find it kind of tiresome in fiction.
Then came the chapter of everyone speculating about Daisy and why she's lost her noodle. It started to feel like a gimmick, like Carol Shields had just finished reading a chapter about point of view from an old college textbook.
I could nitpick my way into an obscenely long(er) review but I think the point is that all of this stuff annoyed me so much because it was otherwise such a great read. I loved the odd perspective of most of the story and the way Shields often skimmed over what are usually considered the milestones to tell the story from the perspective of life's details, the veal mold dinner and seasonal affection between the kids. I loved her use of language.
I finished it this morning but I have a feeling it's one of those books that I'll like more as time goes by..."
"this is a terriffic novel. it is beautifully written and addresses some interesting ideas: the offhand catastrophes of everyday life; the way one person can casually devestate another without feeling a thing; the crime - and inevitability - of wasted time; the ability of women to suffer in silence to their dying breath; the impossibility of accurate autobiography; the sad ridiculousness of the idea that there is any justice to be had in this world.
the author treats her characters in this book as stones whose characters are revealed as time and events chip away at them to reveal their inner being.
the story is told without sentiment but with humor and wit. it is a book that is well worth reading."
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