“A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are.”
As said by the highly reflective Theodore Decker in The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt (2013). The Pulitzer Prize winning novel tells of a 13 year’s old struggle to recover after a tragic incident, and his long-running connection with a painting by Carel Fabritius. You can find my review of The Secret History, Tartt’s debut novel here.
I read the GoldFinch for our office Book Club (and it’s one that I picked). Loved it! MZ
How cool you have an office book club. How long has it been running?
It’s been like two years now. There’s not too many of us but we enjoy the fact that we can get together and not talk about work 😁
Sounds a lot of fun