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A review by julianpyre
Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me by Javier Marías
4.0
“Everything is traveling slowly towards its own dissolution in the midst of our vain accelerations and our fictitious delays and only the last time is the last time.”
Reading ‘Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me’ felt like seeing how one strings a harp. All strings beautiful, yet some rather short, and some rather long.
“What a disgrace it is to me to remember your name, though I may not know your face tomorrow”
Some that immediately make sense, some more abstract.
“I have turned away my former self, I am not the thing I was nor the person I was, I neither know nor recognise myself. I did not seek it. I did not want it”
Some very lifelike, others more macabre.
“It’s unbearable that the people we know should suddenly be relegated to the past”
As the harp started to travel towards its own dissolution, the book started picking up its pace. Yet, only when the final pages were strung, did Marias play out his beautifully crafted instrument. A song composed by a genius, which prompts you to pick up the book and start anew. Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me was nothing short — although it could definitely have been shorter — of brilliant.
Reading ‘Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me’ felt like seeing how one strings a harp. All strings beautiful, yet some rather short, and some rather long.
“What a disgrace it is to me to remember your name, though I may not know your face tomorrow”
Some that immediately make sense, some more abstract.
“I have turned away my former self, I am not the thing I was nor the person I was, I neither know nor recognise myself. I did not seek it. I did not want it”
Some very lifelike, others more macabre.
“It’s unbearable that the people we know should suddenly be relegated to the past”
As the harp started to travel towards its own dissolution, the book started picking up its pace. Yet, only when the final pages were strung, did Marias play out his beautifully crafted instrument. A song composed by a genius, which prompts you to pick up the book and start anew. Tomorrow in the Battle Think on Me was nothing short — although it could definitely have been shorter — of brilliant.