Book of the Week: The Ocean at the End of the Lane

The Ocean at the End of the Lane


This book has been sitting on the shelf for a while. I have been meaning to read this but I had been so busy that reading took a back seat.

I wanted to drown myself in weirdness again and so Murakami and Gaiman are usually my best bet. With their cats and all. Haha.

Anyway, so this book talks about a man who returns to his hometown to attend a funeral. This, of course, triggered memories of his childhood and a long lost friend, Lettie. He recollected on their (mis)adventures, most of them bordered on fantasy.

Here are some of the quotes that I loved:

“Books were safer than other people anyway.”

“I was not happy as a child, although from time to time I was content. I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.”

“That’s the trouble with living things. Don’t last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories… And the memories fade and blend and smudge together…”

“… I had imagined that a narcissus must be the most beautiful flower in the world. I was disappointed when I learned that it was just a less impressive daffodil.”

“I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even a greater things crumbled.”

“Nothing’s ever the same. Be it a second later or a hundred years. It’s always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans.”

“Different people remember things differently, and you’ll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You stand two of you lot next to each other, and you could be continents away for all it means anything.”

“You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.”

I rated this book 4 out of 5 in Goodreads. It was very entertaining and kept me at the edge of my seat bed. If you are like me, who is an escapist, this book is perfect for you.

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