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3.2 AVERAGE
3.2 AVERAGE
I must admit, I so did not see the ending coming. I did guess that it was a possibility, but I begged it wouldn't turn out that way and then I forgot about it. But yeah, it did end badly. I think the main reason why I hated the ending is because it made me feel stupid.
It's a journey of someone finding themselves, which is usually a topic I love to read about, yet this time it didn't work. Even the talking roses that felt magical in the beginning just died for me in the end.
Also, Diana journeys to Istanbul and then back to San Francisco... The book makes it feel like it's a ten-minute drive, and there wasn't enough San Francisco or Istanbul in it, which was another disappointment.
I so don't wanna try and hear roses anymore... The one thing that's good about all of this is that The Missing Rose made me realize how much I miss The Little Prince.
It's a journey of someone finding themselves, which is usually a topic I love to read about, yet this time it didn't work. Even the talking roses that felt magical in the beginning just died for me in the end.
Also, Diana journeys to Istanbul and then back to San Francisco... The book makes it feel like it's a ten-minute drive, and there wasn't enough San Francisco or Istanbul in it, which was another disappointment.
I so don't wanna try and hear roses anymore... The one thing that's good about all of this is that The Missing Rose made me realize how much I miss The Little Prince.
Lo comparan con El Principito y juzga decir que aún no se ha escrito nada que se le compare, pero tiene mensajes positivos y desde una idea bastante original.
I read this book almost exactly 5 years ago, weirdly enough. I picked up again recently because it came up in a conversation about The Little Prince, and when I told my friend that this book made little sense to me, he said that this story actually relates a lot to me. I do understand it a little better now, but it didn't give me any particular inspiration as to my struggles. I still think Diana's mother was cruel to tell her, in a letter read posthumously, that she had a twin sister. I suppose sometimes we need to be shocked out of our daily routine to identify what we need to fix. The Alchemist is still my favorite philosophical book, though.