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A review by hannahtosh
The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro
5.0
"Perhaps, then, there is something to his advice...
Ishiguro won the Nobel Prize in Literature for this novel because it “uncovered the abyss beneath our illusory sense of connection with the world", it creeps into you and before you know it you're crying over unpolished silverware.
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that I should cease looking back so much, that I should adopt a more positive outlook and try to make the best of what remains of my day. After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished? The hard reality is, surely, that for the likes of you and me, there is little choice other than to leave our fate, ultimately, in the hands of those great gentlemen at the hub of this world who employ our services. What is the point in worrying oneself too much about what one could or could not have done to control the course one's life took? Surely it is enough that the likes of you and me at least try to make a small contribution count for something true and worthy. And if some of us are prepared to sacrifice much in life in order to pursue such aspirations, surely that is in itself, whatever the outcome, cause for pride and contentment."Ishiguro won the Nobel Prize in Literature for this novel because it “uncovered the abyss beneath our illusory sense of connection with the world", it creeps into you and before you know it you're crying over unpolished silverware.