I’m not sure I’ve ever read a book with more…humanity.
The first 150 pages ripped my heart out. Slowly the next 250 tried to stitch it back together.
This book conveys more deeply the effects that we, as people, have on each other, than any fiction book I have ever encountered before. Parent, sibling, uncle, stranger, lover, friend, enemy. How we care for one another, how we love and how we hurt each other, how the decisions we make play out in the lives of people we are connected to, how truly flawed we are, and how much we can do to ease another’s pain.
Maybe this book struck me more because I’ve been in the midst of a lot of relational changes over the last year. Because I’ve been hurt, and know that I hurt others. Because I’ve both feared the start of distance and wanted it. Because I’ve stepped back and then stepped forward again, making some relationships feel a bit like a dance, in which no one knows who is leading. Because one relationship or another is always on my mind. And Hosseini writes more about people, about relationships, than anything else. He understands the complexity of being alive and he expresses every imaginable emotion in characters you love and loathe, those you relate to and those you hope to never become.