bookloverlila 's review for:

The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

5.0

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Boris Pavlikovsky, they could never make me hate you. It’s true— this book inhabits the space between, the X, the indescribable. 771 pages and it did what poetry does: talks about how the act of living headlong is the art. And also nothing at all. As someone who at times guiltily loves beautiful things, and feels herself pulled towards the pure otherness, I am so in love with life I might as well walk through 771 desperate pages of it.