Hanya Yanagihara

A Little Life

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Brace yourself for the most astonishing, challenging, upsetting, and profoundly moving book in many a season. An epic about love and friendship in the twenty-first century that goes into some of the darkest, most ultra-Dickensian places fiction has ever traveled and yet somehow improbably breaks through into the light. Truly an amazement--and a great gift for its publisher.

In its simplest terms, this is a novel about the long-term friendship of four classmates from a Massachusetts liberal arts college who come to New York to make their way; unlike most such college friendships the four never lose touch over the years and decades. There is Willem, an actor from the West who becomes a Ryan Gosling-type indie film star and heartthrob; Malcolm, an Upper East Side buppie who becomes a noted architect; JB, a painter of Haitian/Brooklyn middle class descent whose Basquiat-type portraits of his friends earn him art world fame and fortune; and Jude St. Francis, a…
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Zhenya Shabynina
Zhenya Shabyninashared an impression5 years ago
🔮Hidden Depths

Душераздирающий роман.

Marina Zala
Marina Zalashared an impression4 years ago
👍Worth reading
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It can make me book hangover for a few days! Totally the most depressing and dark angst book that i have read in 2016! ????????

Марина Орлова
Марина Орловаshared an impression3 years ago
👍Worth reading

I think this book is the most distressing book I have ever read. It is heartbreaking and overwhelming. I am really impressed by Hanya Yanagihara, I loved this book even more than "The people in the trees". She really is a great writer and her books are amazing. "A little life" broke my heart indeed, I cried so much and could not stop. At the same time it is so beautiful, so poetic and elegant, it's just perfect, it really is.


Натаhas quoted4 years ago
you should never paint where you fucked
Dmitry Lyagin
Dmitry Lyaginhas quoted5 years ago
Lately, he had been wondering if codependence was such a bad thing. He took pleasure in his friendships, and it didn’t hurt anyone, so who cared if it was codependent or not? And anyway, how was a friendship any more codependent than a relationship? Why was it admirable when you were twenty-seven but creepy when you were thirty-seven? Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better? It was two people who remained together, day after day, bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property, but only by the shared agreement to keep going, the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified. Friendship was witnessing another’s slow drip of miseries, and long bouts of boredom, and occasional triumphs. It was feeling honored by the privilege of getting to be present for another person’s most dismal moments, and knowing that you could be dismal around him in return.
myriamrodenhas quoted3 months ago
But what was happiness but an extravagance, an impossible state to maintain, partly because it was so difficult to articulate?

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