22 Ağustos 2012 Çarşamba

Cerulean Sins-Anita Blake(11)




 
 
 
Bence bir önceki kitap çok daha iyidi,o cidden sonunda beni şaşırtmıştı.Ama bu da fena değildi.Okunulabilir.Eğer Anita'nın gittikçe kabadayı olmasını görmezden gelebilirseniz.İyice uyuzun teki olmuş bence.Başlarda ne çok severdim seni Anita.Ayrıca Richard'ın bu kadar kötü gösterilmesini de yazarın o karakterden sıkıldığına yoruyorum.Adam dünyanın en zor işlerinden birini (öğretmenlik)yaparken Anita onu terk etti diye ve Ulfric oldu diye mi bunalıma gircek yani?(tabii bu "içimdeki cnavarı sahiplenemiyorum"olayı hariç)Saçmalık.Ben hep seninleyim Richard.
tabii ki Halmilton'ın tekniği tartışılmaz.sadece karanlığı anlatışı bile şahsen müthişti.

*Vampires were always either trying to kill me, or own me. God hated being popular.

*She thought like a sociopath—no empathy, no sympathy, no guilt, no compassion. In a strange way, that must be a very peaceful existence.
 
*Sometimes love makes you selfish. Sometimes it makes you stupid. Sometimes it reminds you why you love your gun.

*I didn't think he was really asking me why. I believed what I believed about vampires. I think it was the universal cry of why me? Why my son, my daughter,my mother, my country, my home? Why me? Why isn't the universe fair? Why doesn't everyone get a happy ending? I had no answer for that why. I wished to God I did.

*He gave a small nod, and an almost apologetic shrug. "She is a very practical
woman."
"No, she's a very practical vampire. Trust me, Jean-Claude that is a wholennew level of practicality."

*I loathe him in a way that I do not wish to describe.

*"She has stood on the brink of the abyss and stared into it, and the abyss has looked back, has it not?"

*Nothing would ever take her beauty from her, but physical beauty isn't enough to make up for sadism.
 
*Death by fashion.
 
*I believed in love,but I believed in evil, too. Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more.

*But once you get me angry I usually stay there. I enjoy my anger, it's the only hobby I have.

*Jean-Claude made a small tut-tut sound.

*We were all shielding like a son of a bitch, trying to stay safe in our own thoughts.

*guilt is a wonderful motivator even among the dead.

*Because when something like this happens it's stillthe police that have to clean up the mess. Well, the police, and your friendly neighborhood executioner.

And I'm learning that you have to make time for what's important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.

 
(Rüyamda Yazı Atolyesi araken Edebiyat klubü buldum ve yaşlı bir amca ile teyzeye "Bazen yalnız olmak daha yararlı olabilir.Toplumsal düşünmek yerine içsel düşünmeye başlar ve oluşturduğu karakterleri daha da derinleştirebilir."dedim.
Bazen bilinçaltım hiç bana benzemiyor)
 
 
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