Real life
av Brandon Taylor (forfatter).
Daunt Books 2020 Heftet
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Wallace is a biochemistry grad student at a lakeside Midwestern university used to keeping a wary distance even from those closest to him. His class is the first in more than three decades to include a black student, something Wallace has not been allowed to forget. But, over the course of one weekend at the end of summer, a series of confrontations with colleagues and an unexpected shift in his relationship with a friend, Miller, force him to grapple with intimacy, desire, the trauma of the past and the question of the future.
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Forlag Daunt Books
Utgivelsesår 2020
Format Heftet
ISBN13 9781911547747
EAN 9781911547747
Språk Engelsk
Sider 336
Utgave 1
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Caroline siterer Real life av Brandon Taylor (side 144)
20:37, 10. mars 2021 Ingen har det som favoritt.
He does not trust memory. Memory sifts. Memory lifts. Memory makes due with what is given. Memory is not about facts. Memory is an inconsistent measurement of the pain in one's life.
Caroline siterer Real life av Brandon Taylor (side 136)
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Grief can feel diffuse and dense all at once, like a flock of birds in the sky.
Caroline siterer Real life av Brandon Taylor (side 19)
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He was unhappy, and for the first time in his life, that unhappiness did not seem entirely necessary. Sometimes he yearned to trust this impulse, to leap out of his life and into the vast, incalculable void of the world.
Caroline siterer Real life av Brandon Taylor (side 201)
20:34, 10. mars 2021 Ingen har det som favoritt.
The past is greedy, always swallowing you up, always taking. If you don't hold it back, if you don't dam it up, it will spread and take and drown. The past is not a receding horizon. Rather, it advances one moment at a time, marching steadily forward until it has claimed everything and we become again who we were.
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