All the Light We Cannot See

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Average vote of 553
| 11 total contributions of which 6 reviews , 5 quotes , 0 images , 0 notes , 0 video
Marie Laure lives with her father in Paris within walking distance of the Museum of Natural History where he works as the master of the locks (there are thousands of locks in the museum). When she is six, she goes blind, and her father builds her a m ...Continua
Ha scritto il 18/06/16
She says, “When I lost my sight, people said I was brave. When my father left, people said I was brave. But it is not bravery; I have no choice. I wake up and live my life. Don’t you do the same, Werner?” 7 August 1944. The Americans bomb Saint Malo...Continua
Brian Gilberthorpe
Ha scritto il 29/10/15
Marie-Laure has been blind since the age of six. Her father builds a perfect miniature of their Paris neighbourhood so she can memorize it by touch and navigate her way home. But when the Nazis invade, father and daughter flee with a dangerous secret...Continua
Virginia Leung
Ha scritto il 04/09/15
All the Light We Cannot See

Beautifully written, a page turner !

Kin Yip
Ha scritto il 29/07/15
This Pulitzer Prize winning novel is certainly of the literature type, rather than a pop fiction. But I am very unsatisfied with the way that the author ends Werner Pfennig's life ! It's utterly disappointing and devastating for me that after Werne...Continua
Jess Kwan
Ha scritto il 13/03/15
Light can be seen by heart. Human can probably feel the light better when we are blind. Feel by heart, make the choice and be brave. We always have options for life even in the toughest moment. Meaningful message behind. intriguing structure of th...Continua

Ha scritto il Oct 21, 2016, 19:36
SECOND CAN The girl sits very still in the corner and wraps her coat around her knees. The way she tucks her ankles up against her bottom. The way her fingers flutter through the space around her. Each a thing he hopes never to forget. Guns boom to...Continua
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Ha scritto il Oct 20, 2016, 03:18
Dear Jutta, Sorry I have not written these past months. The fever is mostly gone now and you should not worry. I have been feeling very clearheaded lately and what I want to write about today is the sea. It contains so many colors. Silver at dawn, gr...Continua
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Ha scritto il Oct 13, 2016, 03:09
"But I wasn't trying to reach England. Or Paris. I thought that if I made the broadcast powerful enough, my brother would hear me. That I could bring him some peace, protect him as he had always protected me." "You'd play your brother's own voice to...Continua
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Ha scritto il Oct 12, 2016, 22:58
The burgeoning light. The tender hissing of the grass. Jutta opens her eyes but doesn't look at him. "Don't tell lies. Lie to yourself, Werner, but don't lie to me." Ten hours later, he's on a train.
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Ha scritto il Oct 12, 2016, 17:42
"What does it look like, Papa?" "What, Marie?" "The station. The night." She hears the sparking of his lighter, the suck and flare of tobacco as his cigarette ignites. "Let's see. The whole city is dark. No streetlights, no lights in windows, There a...Continua
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