jueves, 7 de enero de 2010


Literalmente devorado. Y podría haberlo leído entero en un sólo día porque engancha desde el principio y es de lectura rápida.

Este libro cruzó el charco conmigo porque lo compré en el Borders de la calle L de Washington D.C. Tenía curiosidad por leer algo de Meg Cabot y con las prisas me pillé éste. Será que la portada me gustó... XD

Y me ha encantado. Aunque es género epistolar (mails en este caso jajaja), la historia está bastante bien conseguida... Y ese humor irónico (el mío!!) es genial.

"Because the primary condition from which I am suffering is that I'm a twenty-seven-year-old woman living in New York City, and I cannot find a decent guy. Just one guy who won't cheat on me, doesn't live with his mother, and isn't turning to the Art section of the Chronicle first thing Sunday morning, if you know what I mean. Is that asking so much??? See if your Stuff Assistance Program can handle that"

"And as we walked, she took my hand, and we just strolled along like that, and as we strolled, I was struck by this horrible realization: that never in my life had I walked along the street holding a girl's hand and felt like I did then... which was happy. And that's because every other time a girl has grabbed my hand, it's been to drag me toward a window so she could point to something she wanted me to buy her. Every other time"

"I really love my plastic Statue of Liberty earring with the torches that actually light up. They are obviously every girl needs. You shouldn't have"

Y 2 frases "in order" XD que me han gustado, sobre todo la última:

  • In order for people to be happy, sometimes they have to take risks. It's true those risks can put them in danger of being hurt.

  • In order to die, you have to live a little first.

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