“I have never looked into my sisters eyes.  I have never bathed alone.  I have never stood in the grass at night and raised my arms to the beguiling moon.  I’ve never used an airplane bathroom.  Or worn a hat.  Or been kissed like that.  I’ve never driven a car.  Or slept through the night.  […]

I’m not entirely sure what to say about this book,  or how I feel about it now that I’m finished.
It took me a long time to read.  Really a long, long time.  I started this book well before the Harry Potter book.  Sometimes the writing was hard to get into, too wordy, just too much.  […]

Even the second time I was thoroughly impressed.  This is a great, great book.
And it stays with you.  I have been thinking about Henry and Clare non stop since I started it… and even since I finished it. 
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This is one of those books that will stay with me,  it won’t be easy to forget.  But it won’t be happy and easy to think about, either.
Gertie,  she struggled so much.  And it ended with her complete lack of hope, the ultimate betrayal of herself and her craft, and basically everything she stood for.  […]