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A review by mooseabs
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
5.0
“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?”
I remember starting this book sometime around three years ago, and immediately 'saving' it for when I was in dire need of a good book. You know, the kind that can bestow upon the reader the plain, unbridled joy of reading? The kind where you read a sentence that betrays no notion of its beauty, adopting a simplicity that makes you go through it plainly the first time, until you finish it, suffer through a double-take, and then read it all over again, this time weighing each word for the gem it really is. That is what this book is filled with.
I think I will get back to this review sometime later and expand on it. For now, it is enough to say that I am completely spellbound by Wilde.
I remember starting this book sometime around three years ago, and immediately 'saving' it for when I was in dire need of a good book. You know, the kind that can bestow upon the reader the plain, unbridled joy of reading? The kind where you read a sentence that betrays no notion of its beauty, adopting a simplicity that makes you go through it plainly the first time, until you finish it, suffer through a double-take, and then read it all over again, this time weighing each word for the gem it really is. That is what this book is filled with.
I think I will get back to this review sometime later and expand on it. For now, it is enough to say that I am completely spellbound by Wilde.