I'm reading the book "Cry the Beloved Country" right now and it's SOO good. I'm always amazed when classics turn out to be good. I don't know why, but for some reason I think that if there was a possibility that this book would be assigned to read in school (even if *I* didn't have to read it) then it must not be good. Yeah... but that is clearly wrong because they pretty much always turn out to be amazing. :o)
As I sit here flipping through the pages trying to find one to quote to show you the power and beauty that is within this book I find myself wanting to type whole pages, chapters... yeah, you really should just read it. But here is one ;
"For some hours he sat there in the sun, and whether it was the warmth of it, or the sight of the wide plain beneath stretching away tot he blue and distant mountains, or the mere passage of time, or the divine providence for the soul tha tis distressed, he could not say; but there was some rising of the spirit, some lifting of the fear"
It's not a crucial sentence in the book, and by itself, it's not even one that I would necessarily hang on a wall or put on a card, but it's the rhythem and language just like this that makes me love this book so much, it's really powerful. I think that's the best word to describe this book, powerful. It just is overflowing with feeling, the feeling of the sun, the fear, the lifting of the fear. Who doesn't have a time where they have felt so overwhelmed, so fearful and stretched out but then, as you sit and breath you start to feel it all lift. I love anything that makes me feel. Feelings are amazing.