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"The bestselling author of A Gentleman in Moscow and Rules of Civility and master of absorbing, sophisticated fiction returns with a stylish and propulsive novel set in 1950s America In June, 1954, eighteen-year-old Emmett Watson is driven home to Nebraska by the warden of the juvenile work farm where he has just served fifteen months for involuntary manslaughter. His mother long gone, his father recently deceased, and the family farm foreclosed upon by the bank, Emmett's intention is to pick up his eight-year-old brother, Billy, and head to California where they can start their lives anew. But when the warden drives away, Emmett discovers that two friends from the work farm have hidden themselves in the trunk of the warden's car. Together, they have hatched an altogether different plan for Emmett's future, one that will take them all on a fateful journey in the opposite direction-to the City of New York. Spanning just ten days and told from multiple points of view, Towles's third novel will satisfy fans of his multi-layered literary styling while providing them an array of new and richly imagined settings, characters, and themes"--… (meer)
Wat een geweldig boek is dit. Ik heb dit bijna in een dag uitgelezen en het is een behoorlijke dikkerd. Het is het verhaal van de broers Emmett en Billy Watson. Emmett heeft een dik jaar in een jeugdinrichting gezeten. Zijn vader is ondertussen overleden en als hij weer thuis bij zijn 8 jarige broertje blijkt de boerderij door de bank in beslag genomen. Ze moeten weg en besluiten in de oude auto van Emmett de Lincoln highway te rijden en op zoek te gaan naar hun moeder. Billy heeft namelijk een aantal ansichtkaarten gevonden die zijn moeder aan haar kinderen heeft gestuurd. De ansichtkaarten zijn van 8 verschillende steden die langs de Lincoln highway liggen. Dan staan Emmett's vrienden Woolly en Duchess voor de deur. Alle plannen vallen in het water want Woolly en Duchess gaan er met de auto vandoor voor hun eigen zoektocht in de andere richting. Dat is het stramien waar om dit boek is gebouwd. Reizen per trein, het ontmoeten van allerlei interessante figuren, Ulysses, Pastoor John, Townhouse, Abacus Abernathe, Zuster Agnes, Sally en Sarah. Een bijzondere rol is er voor het lijfboek van Billy: "Professor Abacus Abernathes Compendium van Helden, Avonturiers en Andere Onversaagde Reizigers".Billy heeft het boek al vierentwintig keer gelezen en sleept het overal mee naar toe. Het boek is af en toe filosofisch, komisch, dramatisch. Met diepzinnige en onzinnige bespiegelingen. Ik heb er enorm van genoten en hoop dat ik ook andere boeken van Amor Towles mag lezen. ( )
Avond en het vlakke land, Rijk en somber en altijd stil; De mijlen pas geploegde aarde Zwaar en zwart, vol kracht eb hardheid; De groeiende tarwe, het groeiende gras, De zwoegende paarden, de vermoeide mannen; De lange lege wegen, Smeulende vuren van avondval, dovend, De eeuwige, onverbiddelijke hemel, Tegenover dit alles de jeugd...
- O Pioneers!. Willa Cather
Opdracht
Voor mijn broer Stokely en mijn zus Kimbrough
Eerste woorden
12 juni 1954 - De autorit van Salina naar Morgen duurde drie uur en Emmett had het grootste gedeelte daarvan geen woord gezegd.
Citaten
Informatie afkomstig uit de Engelse Algemene Kennis.Bewerk om naar jouw taal over te brengen.
He knew too that he had been an agent of misfortune rather than its author. But he didn't agree that his debt had been paid in full. For no matter how much chance had played a role, when by your hands you have brought another man's time on earth to its end, to prove to the Almighty that you are worthy of his mercy, that shouldn't take any less time than the rest of your life.
... through our misdeeds we may put ourselves in another person’s debt, just as through their misdeeds they put themselves in ours. And since it’s these debts – those we’ve incurred and those we’re owed – that keep us stirring and stewing in the early hours, the only way to get a good night’s sleep is to balance the accounts.
Regardless of who had been provoked by who, or whom by whom, when Emmett hit the Snyder kid at the county fair, he took on a debt just as surely as his father had when he had mortgaged the family farm.
I don’t blame Him. Whom I blame is Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, and every other man who’s served as priest or preacher since.
To Emmett, all the houses in this part of the country looked like they'd been dropped from the sky. The Watson house just looked like it'd had a rougher landing. The roof line sagged on either side of the chimney and the window frames were slanted just enough that half the windows wouldn't quite open and the other half wouldn't quite shut.
Emmett could hear his father stirring in the next room, unable to sleep—and not without reason. Because a farmer with a mortgage was like a man walking on the railing of a bridge with his arms outstretched and his eyes closed. It was a way of life in which the difference between abundance and ruin could be measured by a few inches of rain or a few nights of frost.
Boys, she would begin in her motherly way, in your time you shall do wrong unto others and others shall do wrong unto you. And these opposing wrongs will become your chains. The wrongs you have done unto others will be bound to you in the form of guilt, and the wrongs that others have done unto you in the form of indignation. The teachings of Jesus Christ Our Savior are there to free you from both. To free you from your guilt through atonement and from your indignation through forgiveness. Only once you have freed yourself from both of these chains may you begin to live your life with love in your heart and serenity in your step.
What wisdom the Lord does not see fit to endow us with at birth, He provides through the gift of experience.
—In that man's heart, said Ulysses, sliding the door shut, there is more treachery than preachery.
Oh, he enjoyed delivering that little speech. Standing there with his legs apart and his feet planted firmly on the ground, he acted as if he could draw his strength straight from the land because he owned it.
I felt bad for him. Not man enough to be a man, or child enough to be a child, not black enough to be black, or white enough to be white, Maurice just couldn't seem to find his place in the world.
—Questions can be so tricky, he said, like forks in the road. You can be having such a nice conversation and someone will raise a question, and the next thing you know you're headed off in a whole new direction. In all probability, this new road will lead you to places that are perfectly agreeable, but sometimes you just want to go in the direction you were already headed.
—Have you ever noticed, he said, have you ever noticed how so many questions begin with the letter W? He counted them off on his fingers. —Who. What. Why. When. Where. Which. He could see his sister's concern and uncertainty lifting for a moment as she smiled at this fascinating little fact. —Isn't that interesting? he continued. I mean, how do you think that happened? All those centuries ago when words were first being coined, what was it about the sound of the W that made the word coiners use it for all of the questions? As opposed to say, the T or the P? It makes you feel sort of sorry for W, doesn't it? I mean, it's a pretty big burden to carry. Especially since half the time when someone asks you a question with a W, they aren't really asking you a question. They're making a statement in disguise. Like, like ... —When are you going to grow up! And Why would you do such a thing! And What in God's name were you thinking!
Well, imagine all you like. It won't cost you nothing, and it'll cost me less. But later that night, after I'd served the chili, cleaned the kitchen, and switched off the lights, I knelt at the side of my bed, clasped my hands together, and prayed. Dear Lord, I said, please give my father the wisdom to be gracious, the heart to be generous, and the courage to ask for this woman's hand in holy matrimony—so that someone else can do his cooking and cleaning for a change.
Billy and Woolly both had big smiles on their faces, while Emmett, per usual, was acting like smiles were a precious resource.
Wouldn't it have been wonderful, thought Woolly, if everybody's life was like a piece in a jigsaw puzzle. Then no one person's life would ever be an inconvenience to anyone else's. It would just fit snugly in its very own, specially designed spot, and in so doing, would enable the whole intricate picture to become complete.
Many years before, Abacus had come to the conclusion that the greatest of heroic stories have the shape of a diamond on its side.
As Emmett walked out the door and climbed into his bright yellow car, I thought to myself that there are surely a lot of big things in America. The Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty are big. The Mississippi River and the Grand Canyon are big. The skies over the prairie are big. But there is nothing bigger than a man's opinion of himself.
Plain speaking and common sense. In my book, there's just no substitute.
"The bestselling author of A Gentleman in Moscow and Rules of Civility and master of absorbing, sophisticated fiction returns with a stylish and propulsive novel set in 1950s America In June, 1954, eighteen-year-old Emmett Watson is driven home to Nebraska by the warden of the juvenile work farm where he has just served fifteen months for involuntary manslaughter. His mother long gone, his father recently deceased, and the family farm foreclosed upon by the bank, Emmett's intention is to pick up his eight-year-old brother, Billy, and head to California where they can start their lives anew. But when the warden drives away, Emmett discovers that two friends from the work farm have hidden themselves in the trunk of the warden's car. Together, they have hatched an altogether different plan for Emmett's future, one that will take them all on a fateful journey in the opposite direction-to the City of New York. Spanning just ten days and told from multiple points of view, Towles's third novel will satisfy fans of his multi-layered literary styling while providing them an array of new and richly imagined settings, characters, and themes"--
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De zomer van 1954: na anderhalf jaar in de jeugdinrichting Salina te hebben vastgezeten, keert de achttienjarige Emmett Watson terug naar zijn ouderlijk huis in Nebraska. Het enige wat daar nog op hem wacht is zijn kleine broertje Billy. Emmetts moeder verliet het gezin toen hij nog kind was, zijn vader is onlangs overleden en de familieboerderij is door de bank in beslag genomen. Emmett wil met zijn broertje opnieuw beginnen, op een plek ver van huis. Samen met Billy is hij van plan de Lincoln Highway te volgen naar San Francisco, een route die hun moeder volgens een stapel mysterieuze ansichtkaarten jaren eerder heeft afgelegd. De roadtrip neemt een wending als Duchess en Woolly, twee vrienden uit Salina, plotseling opduiken. Die hebben namelijk een heel ander plan voor de toekomst van Emmett bedacht, een plan dat hen allemaal op een noodlottige reis in de tegenovergestelde richting van de Lincoln Highway zal sturen: New York.
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Een bijzondere rol is er voor het lijfboek van Billy: "Professor Abacus Abernathes Compendium van Helden, Avonturiers en Andere Onversaagde Reizigers".Billy heeft het boek al vierentwintig keer gelezen en sleept het overal mee naar toe.
Het boek is af en toe filosofisch, komisch, dramatisch. Met diepzinnige en onzinnige bespiegelingen. Ik heb er enorm van genoten en hoop dat ik ook andere boeken van Amor Towles mag lezen. (