“Alice Hoffman is my favorite writer.” –Jodi Picoult Alice Hoffman is one of our most beloved writers. Here on Earth was an Oprah Book Club selection. Practical Magic and Aquamarine were both bestselling books and Hollywood movies. Her novels have received mention as notable books of the... read more
An intriguing story that twists and turns reminding us of how closely we are connected ie the six degrees of separation. The story begins in 1999 focusing on Alllie and Maddy Heller and Allies upcoming wedding to Paul. This begins the introduction of an array of noble but often flawed ... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
An intriguing story that twists and turns reminding us of how closely we are connected ie the six degrees of separation. The story begins in 1999 focusing on Alllie and Maddy Heller and Allies upcoming wedding to Paul. This begins the introduction of an array of noble but often flawed characters and their personal dramas.
Moving backwards to 1996 when Allie and Maddy's mother, Freda Lewis, was 19 and wanting to spread her wings to fully experience life in the city at any cost. Working as a maid at the Lions Hotel Frieda meets Jamie, her first love and also Stella and Marrianne whose lives will cling to her like velcro in a less than comforting manner.
In 1952 we meet Lucy Green who was destined to be Allie and Maddy's mother. A strong willed child whose mother had died and her father had remarried to a women whom Lucy was told that she had to call her "mother". Her mother had instilled the story of the heron's magical presence.
The Lion Hotel was a reference for each of them.
I think my favorite Alice Hoffman book.
“She was trying to decide what to do next. The door to her life had closed. She was in her own future alone. Nothing had turned out as she has expected.”Allie
“We both figured life was short and there was no point waiting around for things you really wanted.”Dorey
“Things in the house were falling apart. There was no food in the refrigerator, and they had ran out of clean clothes. No one took out the garbage and moths flitted around the boxes of pasta and rice in the cabinets. That was the way illness appeared in a house, in the corners, in between floorboards, on the hooks in the closet, along with the sweaters and clothes"”
“She has even considered that poetry might be her calling. She had something inside her no one understood, that much was certain, and that sort of isolation often led to a poets life.”
“"...but at long last she had some privacy and could go more than ten minutes without someone getting in her business, informing her that everything she did was wrong. As if she didn't already know that."”
“Ever hear of the Third Angel?” he asked. Usually that got a response, but Lucy didn't even glance at him. “People say there's the Angel of Life and the Angel of Death, but there's another one, too. The one who walks among us.” He could tell that she was listening. “He's nothing fierce or terrible or filled with light. He's like us, sometimes we can't even tell him apart. Sometimes we're the ones who try to save him. He's there to show us who we are. Human beings aren't gods. We make mistakes.”..”
“Well, he's the most curious. You can't even tell if he's an angel or not. You think you're doing him a kindness, you think you're the one taking care of him, while all the while, he's the one who's saving your life.”Highlighted by 29 Kindle customers
To love someone so complicated you had to be committed to a single emotion—the way you loved him—no matter what. In that way, it was indeed simple.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
The doctor believed there were three angels. The Angel of Life, who rode along with them most nights. The Angel of Death, who appeared wearing his funeral clothes on those visits when there was no hope. And then there was the Third Angel. The one who walked among us, who sometimes lay sick in bed, begging for human compassion.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
“Expect nothing and be grateful for everything, that's what my mother told me,” Michael said.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
“He's nothing fierce or terrible or filled with light. He's like us, sometimes we can't even tell him apart. Sometimes we're the ones who try to save him. He's there to show us who we are. Human beings aren't gods. We make mistakes.”Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
In the end, people always show you who they are. That's what Lennie had said. You just have to be able to see it.Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
He talked to his minister about the existence of a soul; he tried his best to understand. The goodness within a human being was what he'd thought it must be, the innocent spirit, but his minister had said no, it was the essence of a person. Pure and simple. The deepest, most complete part, the part that was called to God. And without that a person goes to hell? Teddy had asked. Without that you live in hell, the minister said.Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
She thought that some people were like stories rather than whole books—at least the ones you never saw again. With people like that, you never knew what the real ending was.Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
I. The Heron's WifeHighlighted by 10 Kindle customers
Love had nothing to do with the here and now. That's what Frieda meant when she said it was simple to love Paul, no matter how complicated he might be. You didn't have to think about it, you just did it.Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
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