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The Corfu Trilogy
by Gerald Durrell
“Each day had a tranquility a timelessness about it so that you wished it would never end. But then the dark skin of the night would peel off and there would be a fresh day waiting for us glossy and colorful as a child's transfer and with the same tinge of unreality.”
If idyllic escapism in nature were a book, it'd be this one. Locus amoenus at its BEST. It has the most stunning descriptions I've ever had the pleasure of reading, it makes you feel the summer heat on your skin, makes you feel the sun rays warming you up, makes you feel the salty corfu breeze in your hair... with words.
I see a lot of my summers lost in Girona in this book, and it makes it that much more of an important book for me. This book is my mum's favourite, and for that I'll always hold it close to my heart.
This book feels like watching a sunset by the beach, sand on your toes, eyes closed, salty warm breeze in your face. It's an amazing feeling, its my comfort book.
5/5
NOTABLE QUOTES
“Gradually the magic of the island [Corfu] settled over us as gently and clingingly as pollen.”
“I can't be expected to produce deathless prose in an atmosphere of gloom and eucalyptus.”
“The gold and scarlet leaves that littered the countryside in great drifts whispered and chuckled among themselves, or took experimental runs from place to place, rolling like coloured hoops among the trees. It was as if they were practising something, preparing for something, and they would discuss it excitedly in rustly voices as they crowded round the tree trunks.”
“Breakfast was, on the whole, a leisurely and silent meal, for no member of the family was very talkative at that hour. By the end of the meal the influence of the coffee, toast, and eggs made itself felt, and we started to revive, to tell each other what we intended to do, why we intended to do it, and then argue earnestly as to whether each had made a wise decision.”
If idyllic escapism in nature were a book, it'd be this one. Locus amoenus at its BEST. It has the most stunning descriptions I've ever had the pleasure of reading, it makes you feel the summer heat on your skin, makes you feel the sun rays warming you up, makes you feel the salty corfu breeze in your hair... with words.
I see a lot of my summers lost in Girona in this book, and it makes it that much more of an important book for me. This book is my mum's favourite, and for that I'll always hold it close to my heart.
This book feels like watching a sunset by the beach, sand on your toes, eyes closed, salty warm breeze in your face. It's an amazing feeling, its my comfort book.
5/5
NOTABLE QUOTES
“Gradually the magic of the island [Corfu] settled over us as gently and clingingly as pollen.”
“I can't be expected to produce deathless prose in an atmosphere of gloom and eucalyptus.”
“The gold and scarlet leaves that littered the countryside in great drifts whispered and chuckled among themselves, or took experimental runs from place to place, rolling like coloured hoops among the trees. It was as if they were practising something, preparing for something, and they would discuss it excitedly in rustly voices as they crowded round the tree trunks.”
“Breakfast was, on the whole, a leisurely and silent meal, for no member of the family was very talkative at that hour. By the end of the meal the influence of the coffee, toast, and eggs made itself felt, and we started to revive, to tell each other what we intended to do, why we intended to do it, and then argue earnestly as to whether each had made a wise decision.”