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"Radiant with beauty, longing, and desire, and deeply touching, this literary novel, reminiscent of the works of William Trevor and Colm Tóibín, evokes the long love affair between a man and a woman, each married to another, who meet every month in a decaying hotel in Coney Island, Brooklyn. These beautiful, carefully-rationed days have long sustained Michael and Caitlin's love, and have helped help them survive the tedium of their lives separate from each other. But now, amid the howling winds whipping off the Atlantic, and a snow storm blackening the horizon, this nearly abandoned resort feels like the edge of the world. On this winter day, burrowed in their private cocoon, they will discover that their lives are on the brink of change. Michael's wife is battling cancer, and Caitlin's husband is about to receive a major promotion, which will involve relocating to the Midwest. After half a lifetime together in their most intimate moments, certain long-denied facts must be faced, decisions made, consequences weighed and, maybe, just maybe, chances finally taken."--Amazon.… (més)
Tota la novel.la esdevé durant una sola tarda a un hotel de baixa categoria, en un dia gris d’hivern a la inhòspita Coney island. Dos amants es troben i repassen la seva trista existència, només interrumpida per un bri de felicitat un cop al mes, quan es troben tots dos en aquell centre turístic proper a New York. S’acaricien, xerren, fan l’amor, s’abracen, gaudeixen del seu dia, tot i que inexorablement el dia s’acaba i la melangia s’apodera de tots dos, com si fos del darrer dia es tractés. ( )
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For Richard, my little brother, a part of this story, and a part of us, still
Primeres paraules
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The air out here is mean with cold.
Citacions
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The world is turning at a thousand miles an hour. Sooner or later, we all get spun loose. No one avoids it forever, and nobody is ever prepared. And once it happens, all that remains are the things left unsaid, and the promises that can't be kept.
'Love,' she says now, considering the white hotel room around her and the dead white Coney Island sky beyond the window, 'is just the story we make up to justify all the rotten things we do.'
Time is a shard of glass embedded in the neck of the day.
A punch in the mouth still hurts, whether you see it coming or not.
Hopes are much the same as wishes. We don't get to decide whether they come true or not.
Even though it was human nature to want to care, people really only truly noticed one another in moments of collision. Love was real, but a delicate flower in need of constant nurturing. It bloomed for a while in brilliant ways, but too easily wilted.
Young hearts sleep, old ones sit up watching the darkness, and waiting. Long past midnight, alone at the kitchen counter, the truth of their lives turned pale and then dissipated, until it became difficult to tell who, exactly, was dying and who was cursed to keep on living.
Darreres paraules
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Not caring now about the tears that have begun to fall, or who on the train or platform might see, she stands and waves a hard and broken-hearted goodbye.
"Radiant with beauty, longing, and desire, and deeply touching, this literary novel, reminiscent of the works of William Trevor and Colm Tóibín, evokes the long love affair between a man and a woman, each married to another, who meet every month in a decaying hotel in Coney Island, Brooklyn. These beautiful, carefully-rationed days have long sustained Michael and Caitlin's love, and have helped help them survive the tedium of their lives separate from each other. But now, amid the howling winds whipping off the Atlantic, and a snow storm blackening the horizon, this nearly abandoned resort feels like the edge of the world. On this winter day, burrowed in their private cocoon, they will discover that their lives are on the brink of change. Michael's wife is battling cancer, and Caitlin's husband is about to receive a major promotion, which will involve relocating to the Midwest. After half a lifetime together in their most intimate moments, certain long-denied facts must be faced, decisions made, consequences weighed and, maybe, just maybe, chances finally taken."--Amazon.