Monday, January 30, 2012

an abundance of katherines: chapter five - pages 26-40 (becca)

Hassan and Colin go to see the grave of the Archduke Franz Ferdinand. They head to Gutshot, Tennessee where it is located and meet Lindsey Lee Wells at the store. First impression of her is your small town girl but she's not exactly what you would expect. I definitely can see Colin feeling in better spirits (although he still can't completely get over K-19 right now. After all, I'm not nearly done the book.)
We get to Katherine XIX: The End (of the End) and see the how Colin lost his girlfriend.

memorable lines:
page 31:"She had the sort of broad and guileful smile in which you couldn't help but believe - you  just wanted to make her happy so you could keep seeing it. But it passed in a flash."
{This description of a fleeting smile is brilliant. It's so sweet, and gentle.}

page 32:
"- but there was no denying her smile. That smile could end wars and cure cancer."
{This shows the impact of a smile. It's so simple and it's pure.}

page 33:
"What's the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?"
{This leaves me wondering. Really, what is the point? Colin, you should explain the answer to us.}

"And he was busy  anagramming anything odd - any odd  night, handy dog tin, doing they DNA - when Colin did his DNA proud: he stumbled on a molehill and fell."
{Humorous, comical, and definitely worth a laugh. This sums Colin up so perfectly.}

page 34:
"It was not the way Curve smelled that Colin liked - not exactly. It was the way the air smelled just as Lindsey began to jog away from him. The smell the perfume left behind. There's not a word for that in English, but Colin knew the French word: sillage. What Colin liked about Curve was not its smell on the skin but its sillage, the fruity sweet smell of its leaving."

page 35:
...Colin Singleton's distance from his glasses made him realize the problem: myopia. He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

page 36:
"Colin had always loved Chicago's skyline. Although he was not a religious person, seeing the skyline made him feel what is called in Latin the mysterium tremendum et fascinans - that stomach-flipping mix of awestruck fear and entrancing fascination."

page 39:
"'It's the tortoise and the hare, though K. I learn faster than other people, but they keep learning. I've slowed down, and now they're coming.'"

"He felt himself drifting away from the one-sided whispered conversation, wondering if maybe everything big and heartbreaking and incomprehensible is a paradox."

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