Sunday, June 20, 2010
Book Name: This Lullaby
Author/s: Sarah Dessen
Original Title: This Lullaby
Publisher, year: Hodder Children's Books, 2008
Page total: 384
Date Read: june 16-17 2010
Genre/s: YA, chick-lit, romance, fiction
First line of Book: "The name of the song is 'This Lullaby'"
Review: Remy doesn't believe in love. But would you believe in love if your mother had gone through four failed marriages, getting into her fifth?
Remy's father was a musician, none of his songs is famous, except for one, called 'This Lullaby', which was written for her on the day she was born.
Both facts above mentioned contributed to Remy's cynical opinion of love. She's with a guy for a couple of weeks and then dumps him, not wanting to get emotionally attached. Then, she meets Dexter. Messy, disorganized, impulsive Dexter, who is everything she hates, and worst, a musician like her father. But what if he's just what she needs to comprehend love?
This book made me gag, gasp, shriek, cry out loud, grin from ear to ear, laugh, say 'ooh's and 'aah's and, finally, shut up.
Have you ever got that feeling that makes you want to erase your memory after reading a book, just so that you can reread it and feel everything all over again? That's what I want to do. For indefinite times.
Rating: 5/5 kisses
Quotes from book:
"Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you."
"No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater...The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that's the key. It's like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot."
"You know, when it works, love is pretty amazing. It's not overrated. There's a reason for all those songs."
"Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference."
"What did it feel like, I wondered, to love someone that much? So much that you couldn't even control yourself when they came close, as if you might just break free of whatever was holding you and throw yourself at them with enough force to easily overwhelm you both. I had to wonder, but he clearly knew: you could see it, feel it coming off him, like a heat. I almost envied him that. Almost."
"Love is so unpredictable. That what makes it so great"
"If what you're asking is how I debated whether or not to love her the answer is I didn't. Not at all. It just happened. I didn't ever question it; by the time I realized what was happening, it was already done."
"I know there were no guaratnees. No way of knowing what came next for me, or him, or anything. Some things dont last forever, but some things do. Like a great song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down the corners and peering close, hoping you still see the person you see there . . . That was the thing, you just never knew. Right now, though, I wanted not to think forward or backward, but only to lose myself in the words."
I took a picture with Cassandra Clare too (just found it on the internet) sorry im not looking to the camera - i dont think the woman was very competent